It’s a world you can’t see until you leave your home and shut the door behind you forever. The switch is a tumble and can happen fast, or if you’re lucky, you get to see it coming. When you land on your back in the street, all of a sudden you lose your bearings. YouContinue reading “Life Through the Looking Glass”
You don’t have to understand the stock market to comprehend what is going on here. Everybody’s jumping on the “Eat the Rich” bandwagon lately, right? Right. Me too. But why are we attacking the stock market? Isn’t that what holds up our economy by allowing corporations to grow big and gain an advantage over competitors? Yes, that is exactly why we’re doing it. Because it props up a broken system. It is a system that has served only to keep the rich rich and the poor poor. The issue, as it stands before us today, is that the imbalance of wealth in this country is greater than it has been since the French Revolution, and people haven’t been this poor in general since The Great Depression. We are attacking the problem from the inside out, ripping at the underbelly of The Beast to spill its vital organs and take them for our own. So the question is, how hungry are you, really? I am personally ravenous.
So this is the last day of the year. How are you feeling? I’m a little trepidatious. I mean, I have never hated a number before. But 2020 is the worst number ever invented. Nothing but a big wad of Suck in my opinion. But I’m not feeling too confident about next year, if I’m honest. And I think some of you may share this feeling. Now, I’m not trying to get you down. Who knows? This year could bring a lot of good things! So for this post, I’m going to focus on those possibilities instead of the scary ones. I’m not one for resolutions. I think they are a bad idea, generally. But I am one for setting S.M.A.R.T. goals and I am also a fan of self improvement. Check out my post that covers these special goals here because today we are going to talk about personal growth.
My sister says that because of Covid, we are all going feral, and I agree with her. Lucky for me, I’ve been feral all along. This is not to say that Covid hasn’t screwed with me, because it definitely has. I just don’t struggle to shrug off social norms and niceties because it’s something I’ve always been good at. So, as new “feral” humans, we have discovered this whole new reality and state of being. Time doesn’t seem to matter as much anymore. We feel lazier, we have no time for the how-do-you-do-and-shake-hands. We either relate to another person or we don’t, no time for BS. Masks are an integral part of our faces now. We feel naked without them. There is sort of a weird sort of freedom in that; we can go anywhere hiding our faces, concealing ourselves, protecting our identities and privacy and nobody thinks twice. Feral.
The year has flown by and I have yet to talk to anybody about how the pandemic affected me. I am forever changed, and not all the changes have been bad. I have seen glimmers of hope in the last couple of months, and you are a part of that. That said, some of the events that have taken place over the year 2020 have scarred me forever and led to things I regret. Without further introduction, I present to you my very own Covid story.