I have a friend who during this virus thingy ( I think that should be the official name used in history books ) always takes the worst outlook. Whatever is the worst outcome becomes certain. If there’s a bad outlier in data that becomes the new most common outcome. For example, say someone in their twenties dies from it that then means everybody in their twenties who gets it is going to die. He also seems to read a lot of facebook and believes everything bad he sees on there. He’s told me things like, “Studies have shown blah blah blah.” Then I go and check and it isn’t true.
I try and do the exact opposite. I look for positive news and view numbers etc, in the most positive light. I look for hope wherever I can find it and try to stay hopeful. I don’t know how I would handle it. I am already starting to Howard Hughes it up over here.
Where we are can change who we are. Before I moved here I spent lots of time away from my apartment. I spent most nights away from my apartment at the bowling alley or bdubs. I was very extroverted and outgoing, always hanging out with my friends. I wonder how I would be dealing with “social distancing” and “self-isolation” Here it’s easy for me to stay away from gatherings of people. If I was still living downstate I would have had to make an effort to stay away from groups of people. Well, not since they shut everything down.
Also, two phrases I have grown and cringe every time I see them:
In these *blank* times (where blank is some negative feeling ie uncertain)
The *blank* we need
TO make me ultra ragey combine them. “The *blank* we need in these *blank* times.
Anybody wanting to do a study on human irrationality and panic need only look to the great TP Panic of 2020(and associate other panics around Covid-19). You all need to be ashamed of yourselves.
I found that I hadn’t posted this a week ago. Remember a week ago when the most I worried about was people being stupid about toilet paper. Now I have to worry about people being stupid in all sorts of ways.
When I got to the hotel on Monday afternoon they told me they had upgraded me to the jacuzzi room for free. Yes, I used it. I sat in it until I was a prune and read my book.
Because Sunday was the day of the terrible horrible time change, the one where we lose an hour, I went down to my job on Sunday. There was no way I was going to get up at what my body would think was 4:30 am.
As I have mentioned so many times, I commute a couple of hours to work once a week. This is a great trip through the country that I have taken probably thousands of times. Very little changes in the farm fields of Illinois. A few farm blocks south of small-town stood a house on a corner. When I first started coming down the road as a kid, people lived in the house. It then became abandoned. Slowly it fell apart as the trees grew up around it. The corner became a thicket of trees with a leaning and collapsing house in the middle. Eventually, the house fell over and it was hidden from view by the growing trees. Just last month the farmer decided to bulldoze it all and at that little bit of land to the field. They tore up the trees, hauled away the remains of the house, and flattened it all out.
I hadn’t realized that I used that house as a landmark to know that the small town was coming up. You have to slow down ya know. The first time I drove north without the house I was very confused. I saw a few lights in the distance and assumed it was the final town before I turn onto the interstate. Suddenly a house came up on my left and I freaked out. There are no houses on the left of the town. That’s when I realized where I actually was.