Time in and of itself is meaningless, these days.
Life's set of routines isn't as concrete as it once was. No one cares if I shave or not. It's no longer important what to wear. Though, I do try to make an effort, most of the time. I'll get out of bed when my alarm tells me to. I have a shower. I shave. I put on clean clothes. I go to the kitchen and, if time allows me and no meetings are pending, I feed myself. I go to the basement, turn on the computer and log on. I check my messages, line up what tasks I have, and the day moves forward.
I try to tell myself this is okay, this is normal. The new normal. But nothing about this is normal. I miss being around my peers. I miss getting together with my family and friends. I started working from home 41 days ago but it seems like it's been longer. Much longer.
How are you holding up?
Happy Monday.
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