During the last two weeks of mainstream concern (here in LA), its psychological and physiological effects on me are too varied to assess. At first, a cancelled trip to New York with one day's notice was stressful enough to cause a common cold. I couldn't solidify a decision, mainly because I loved visiting the city so much. But I am now glad that I made the decision that I did. As the slow days of cancelled plans and public uncertainty developed, I was in a weightless-like state of good and bad all around me. I had the lounging freedom of a mellow work-from-home week, but it was raining. Which made it all the more eerie and alarming. During the week I was supposed to be gone, it rained 6 of 7 days, and that normally would be enough to have me feeling anxious to get outdoors.
People were beginning to panic. Toilet paper and purified water (idiotically enough) were disappearing from the shelves. The gravity of the coronavirus spread situation hadn't fully set in yet, but concern and misinformation were setting people off. I'm lucky and happy to have the home that I do. I'm confident that I can stay at home constantly and comfortably. But even I began to hold concern. The stress disappeared less and less often.
I. Settle In. Settle the fuck in and enjoy breathing. This first week has been tough, but this was Chapter One. Keep a positive mind - one that you think might hold up for 8 months.
II. Take Care of one another. Watch foot traffic in the grocery stores and make room. Smile at strangers (we all need it!). Be nice. If you'd been meaning to get around to doing that, this is your big shot! This, though it might seem backwards, means staying away from others. If you don't already know why this is true, do a little online research and you'll quickly see. Fighting the infection is the the priority, but preventing its spread is the part we can all play.
Keep Those Heads Up. I say that as much for myself as for others.
- 7Ply Epic