That’s the word of the day, no? Sure seems to be, and boy does it feel weird.
When I took this photo, I was in the midst of it…and still am. There isn’t much to do, much to see, and really not much we can do about it. Hopefully this will all be a bad memory soon, but it really has led to some weird thoughts. Just the other day, I found my wife playing an old computer game from 2004. Why? Well, why not. We have run out of puzzles, board games, and basically everything else. It’s also the great TP crisis of 2020.
Still though, I needed to figure out a way to be creative, get my mind going. I have been writing a lot lately, and trying to keep up with this blog. So I thought, why not take some photos of the very place I am isolated? Right then I happened to notice my one and only vase, isolated as well.
As fate would have it, the lighting was perfect, the timing was perfect, and everything just kind of lined up. It was a weird metaphor too. The vase was all alone, cracked, and a little dusty. To be honest, it’s not much different than myself. I’m tired, irritated, and just generally morose at times — but that’s okay.
This will pass, we’ll see the sun again, and we will be stronger for it.