On Balance - Two Years Into The Plague Times

 

 

Over two years into the plague and at the ass-end of this inconsequential life, I am without employment (some would say that I could find it if I tried - especially in my industry - but I say 38 years of grinding boredom and skin-peeling stress was more than enough thank you very much).    My children and grandchildren live far away and have built vibrant, successful lives with their own ecosystem of friends and extended families. The pandemic has made visitation problematic and will continue to do so.. It's become more of a roll of the dice to travel since everyone started pretending the plague is over..   I'm (so much more than) grateful that COVID didn't take my wife down when she contracted it recently. I'm holding my breath about one of my children who has now had the virus twice - this most recent time was an ass kicker. I am grateful for this comfortable and relatively safe perch from which I can create these spammy blog posts and bear witness to the ongoing decline of the republic. So - I have a little, quiet, life. Some would say a boring little life, but I don't feel that way. I cook a lot (although at the moment I've lost the cooking vibe..) I get out a lot. I get to look deeply at the world. Almost every day I make my amateurish images.. I read. I check in with friends and family. I binge-watch Netflix, Hulu, and Prime series... I visit with neighbors occasionally. I explore a local wildlife sanctuary once a week with my brother and his young grandchildren... On balance I have been extremely fortunate.. Despite the circumscription enforced by The Plague, this has been the quintessential-21st-century-American-golden-years-water-slide-into-oblivion..

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