The good old days.
Today I have been struggling with feeling of melancholy and a sense of general hopelessness. It comes and goes, not overly strong but enough that I notice it and have to stop and acknowledge that it’s there.
Tomorrow I start a ten-day vacation in order to use up some time that I will lose if I don’t use it before June 30. Of course, I’m not going anywhere. I am stuck at home with nothing to do and nowhere to go to make this “staycation” much different than my prior nine weeks of working from quarantine. It’s depressing to think about the fact that before all of this happened I was scheduled to be in New Orleans next week for a conference and then a vacation.
Instead, here I am in what feels rather like a living version of the “Groundhog Day” movie. I am generally not one to long for the past, but I do find that I am waxing nostalgic for the good old days of January and February.
As I thought about what to write tonight, I ran across an article by Homaira Kabir on one of my favorite ‘feel good’ websites: Happify.com. Since Homaira wrote about this far more eloquently than I could, I am going to let her speak for me tonight.
Here’s the direct link to the article:
https://www.happify.com/hd/longing-for-a-pre-covid-world-here-is-what-to-do-instead/
I guess it’s time for me to find a new story for my life.
It’s only Quarantine if it comes from the Quarante province of France. Otherwise, it’s just Sparkling Isolation.