So despite having literal nightmares about crowds—last night, among other dreams, I was at the symphony, desperately trying to get everyone to spread out—everything is going OK. I have food, I have employment, I have some family around me, shelter, heat, comfort, entertainment, enrichment opportunities, popcorn, a yard to roam in, a second yard to care for, etc., etc. This is not ideal, but I honestly have nothing to complain about, and so I won’t.
I have heard a lot of talk about how “This is a pandemic, you don’t have to better yourself,” and I agree with that. But on the other hand, since I am literally fine in just about every way, I see no reason why I can’t turn the yoga dial up a few notches and actually get better at something during this time. Additionally, my current read is “Portrait of a Lady,” which is not exactly a light summer beach book, but I chose it before the pandemic and might as well get through it. (Of note, my other indefinitely-checked-out library book is about quantum physics.)
I’m also eating as healthfully as humanly possible, but that’s not to “better myself”—I just think it’s the single most important thing you can do to protect yourself from illness, right after staying away from crowded symphony halls.