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This is one of many reflective exercises I’ve had to do regarding the pandemic experience. At this point, I've nearly run out of creative ways to spin my quarantine (and post lock down) stories. Instead, I'll just share little bits of the first reflections I chronicled; I kept a journal for about a year and a half. I began writing on the 25th day of total isolation. Here are seven tidbits:
Day 25
My mood: anxious and grouchy
My music: BEYONCE, random 80’s stuff (thanks, dad), Lottery by KCamp
We ate an orange! A single orange segment for each of us. Because nobody is risking their life to restock fresh fruit.
Day 30:
I cracked today. My brain cells shattered from the excessive screen time.
My music: Eteko by Mestre Dangui ft. Fabregas, Raggamuffin by Koffee
My attitude: crap
My parents and I share a mutual dislike of each other and also of vacuums
Day 57:
I’m very concerned that I don’t feel a need to go outside at all. Everyone is freaking out about the lack of outdoor time and socialization, but I’m doing okay. And so, for that reason, I feel guilty and worried. I’m a mutant, I can survive two months indoors without respite. S [my sister] is surprised I’m not a video gamer. I’m surprised I’m not dead from the lack of fresh air, exercise and vitamin D. Never mind that, E [my little brother] is my vitamin D, my sunshine.
Day 104:
I BROKE QUARANTINE (kinda). I WENT IN THE CAR FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE MARCH 9th (Today it’s June 15th). I ALSO WENT INSIDE TRADER JOE’S. I wore two masks and one glove. Mom and I waited in a line with yellow markers for distancing. I was afraid. We were only allowed one wagon, but we filled it up with lots of stuff. Historic Day.
***After Day #130, I abandoned my system of marking the days and just wrote the date.
10/8/2020
My dad got corona. Sweet lord in heaven if one cough escapes my throat... Still thinking about how Elon Musk’s baby’s name is a bunch of numbers. Weird to think that in ten years this will all be in the history books. Why would I need to learn history if I am history dang it. My friend and I are watching “Avatar the Last Airbender.” We chat via Netflix Party and face time simultaneously to see each other's reactions and expressions #quarantinestyle
11/7/2020
BIDEN WON!
*chaos ensues*
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This is one of many reflective exercises I’ve had to do regarding the pandemic experience. At this point, I've nearly run out of creative ways to spin my quarantine (and post lock down) stories. Instead, I'll just share little bits of the first reflections I chronicled; I kept a journal for about a year and a half. I began writing on the 25th day of total isolation. Here are seven tidbits: Day 25 My mood: anxious and grouchy My music: BEYONCE, random 80’s stuff (thanks, dad), Lottery by KCamp We ate an orange! A single orange segment for each of us. Because nobody is risking their life to restock fresh fruit. Day 30: I cracked today. My brain cells shattered from the excessive screen time. My music: Eteko by Mestre Dangui ft. Fabregas, Raggamuffin by Koffee My attitude: crap My parents and I share a mutual dislike of each other and also of vacuums Day 57: I’m very concerned that I don’t feel a need to go outside at all. Everyone is freaking out about the lack of outdoor time and socialization, but I’m doing okay. And so, for that reason, I feel guilty and worried. I’m a mutant, I can survive two months indoors without respite. S [my sister] is surprised I’m not a video gamer. I’m surprised I’m not dead from the lack of fresh air, exercise and vitamin D. Never mind that, E [my little brother] is my vitamin D, my sunshine. Day 104: I BROKE QUARANTINE (kinda). I WENT IN THE CAR FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE MARCH 9th (Today it’s June 15th). I ALSO WENT INSIDE TRADER JOE’S. I wore two masks and one glove. Mom and I waited in a line with yellow markers for distancing. I was afraid. We were only allowed one wagon, but we filled it up with lots of stuff. Historic Day. ***After Day #130, I abandoned my system of marking the days and just wrote the date. 10/8/2020 My dad got corona. Sweet lord in heaven if one cough escapes my throat... Still thinking about how Elon Musk’s baby’s name is a bunch of numbers. Weird to think that in ten years this will all be in the history books. Why would I need to learn history if I am history dang it. My friend and I are watching “Avatar the Last Airbender.” We chat via Netflix Party and face time simultaneously to see each other's reactions and expressions #quarantinestyle 11/7/2020 BIDEN WON! *chaos ensues*