I'm pretty good. A lot of tension and uncertainty around whether I am being too careful and what I am missing out on. I don't want to be irresponsible but cases are low in my area and I worry that I am unnecessarily putting strain on irl relationships. I'm not sure if I am annealing, getting stronger, I'd like to be. Some days it feels like I am and some days like I am stalled in place, or worse, that my skills are decaying. Worries acknowledged, I'm incredibly fortunate. Throughout covid times I have had room to roam about, people to talk to, and even a gym to use (talk about lucky).
I share a lot of your experience these past months: a profound and unprecedented isolation, adjusting to working from home full-time, everything about the world and our lives seeming to change, slowly realizing and accepting that things will never be the same — and that that could still, somehow, be a good thing!
Most days I realize and am grateful for my relative privilege. I live with my wife, and we've helped each other through the worst of our individual pandemic breakdowns. Work continues and we've even shifted to a four-day workweek which has been great, we survive, we've reconnected with our creativity (making art and writing a lot more).
It's been difficult, but I agree that "annealing" and a "crucible" are good metaphors for a certain kind of... growth via adversity, new order via unexpected chaos that a lot of us are coping with in these times.
That truck looked lovely, we do miss travelling as we haven't gotten out of our city in months!
I'm pretty good. A lot of tension and uncertainty around whether I am being too careful and what I am missing out on. I don't want to be irresponsible but cases are low in my area and I worry that I am unnecessarily putting strain on irl relationships. I'm not sure if I am annealing, getting stronger, I'd like to be. Some days it feels like I am and some days like I am stalled in place, or worse, that my skills are decaying. Worries acknowledged, I'm incredibly fortunate. Throughout covid times I have had room to roam about, people to talk to, and even a gym to use (talk about lucky).
I share a lot of your experience these past months: a profound and unprecedented isolation, adjusting to working from home full-time, everything about the world and our lives seeming to change, slowly realizing and accepting that things will never be the same — and that that could still, somehow, be a good thing!
Most days I realize and am grateful for my relative privilege. I live with my wife, and we've helped each other through the worst of our individual pandemic breakdowns. Work continues and we've even shifted to a four-day workweek which has been great, we survive, we've reconnected with our creativity (making art and writing a lot more).
It's been difficult, but I agree that "annealing" and a "crucible" are good metaphors for a certain kind of... growth via adversity, new order via unexpected chaos that a lot of us are coping with in these times.
That truck looked lovely, we do miss travelling as we haven't gotten out of our city in months!