The string of doomsday movies on Netflix serve as a foreshadowing of an event we never thought we would live through: the world on its knees, bowing once again to the wrath of nature. As business slowed instantly, and workers sauntered out of the Hobart Building with boxes of work to take home during a forecast quarantine, I felt a chill in the air.
Covid-19 [Coronovirus 2019] has hit the Bay Area, bringing the city to the decision to stop business and halt life as we know it, in order to keep this new menace at bay and reach some sort of damage control.
Words can't express the what-ifs that drift into my head, the focus of which goes to the top. We had warning signs, we had statistics, we had science, and it was ignored by the person [people] who had the power to do something about it. After such a terrible year and an already morbid perspective on the leadership of the free world, I can't help but reflect on the light at the end of the tunnels I was already careening through; the fires I tried to put out for the better part of two years were beginning to be quelled, and both the political and natural world stepped in to simply say, no.
And all I see as we move into a quiet, unsettling and uncertain new normal, is just how distant I am getting from the people that taught me that a man like THAT should NEVER be someone you look up to. At at time when a support system is not something to take for granted.
Strange also to stumble in the ER for the first time in a very long time in the middle of a pandemic. But it was quiet. Clean. Pleasant. Except for the birthing pains emanating from my insides as I suffered from my first case of kidney stones, a humbling reminder to take care of myself and that there's always time to slow down and watch my health. Worst pain in life EVER and been up all night.
Welcome thee, to another apocalypse. I wish the best for everyone, and I wish that the freefall I'm enduring didn't deter me so much from being an important kind of help to someone else.
I miss being able to do that.
