I feel like I've definitely been M.I.A. with this class, and I apologize profusely and will definitely try to make up for it by the end of this semester. So after this little update of a blog post, I will be posting another more relevant one to get back into reading and books and literature (and publishing)!
It's hard to believe that everything has happened in a span of about two weeks. Two weeks. Let me emphasize that again: TWO. WEEKS. Two weeks ago, COVID-19 was merely a vague talking point, and neither I nor any of my friends really paid any mind to it. Now, it's everywhere. My dad is constantly on the phone talking about it while he works from home (WFH, which for some reason I thought stood for something Northeastern-related), and during that my mom streams the news which rotates headline after headline. It's kind of exhausting.
Although my hometown is a little quieter and seemed semi-okay, now the whole California shelter-in-place has been imposed. So there goes my last walk on the beach for a little bit, but not to fear, I'm sure the time will come around eventually for another one. Now that all of us are inside, there's a few things on my to-do list doing this fun quarantine period. Reading, writing, playing music, FaceTiming friends are just a few. Probably sleeping a whole lot more, which is definitely a plus. I think it'll be good for all of us to reset, despite the stress of the whole situation.
Still, while I'm trying to make the most of my time, it's overwhelming, and I can't stop thinking about how happy I'm going to be when things return to normal. It's wild to think that this is probably a history book event for the later generations. My parents have both said that they've never experienced anything like this, while my older neighbor from Austria said it was a little familiar to her. Everything is crazy, and it's definitely been a perspective shift. When it's over (which I hope is in the next couple of months and not next year), I'll be sure to be giving all my loved ones long hugs and probably taking more risks. It's cheesy, I apologize, but I also can't help thinking of all the things I didn't do this semester just because I always assumed I had more time to do it. More from the quarantine chronicles soon.
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