So I was thinking to myself that if I don’t post anything on here, people who read this blog might think that I abandoned it or died from the coronavirus. Okay, I don’t think that joke is a good one but I pretty sure that has crossed some of your minds.
I mean, I thought about it. I wondered who on social media won’t be on anymore or whether the blogs I read will still be functioning once this is all over. That’s a scary thought to think about but it has been on my mind in the last few days.
And so here I am.
Writing to you because after talking to Lita I think I should at least show some sign of life on this blog. Also, given the circumstances, I think it’s time for me to express my emotions in a productive manner because it’s just going to be me, myself and I for the next three weeks.
If you wonder where I am located, I live in California, specifically the San Francisco Bay Area. I’m in one of the counties that launched the “Shelter in Place.” “Shelter in Place” is just a nicer way to say lockdown but more voluntarily because I can still go outside for essentials and I can still take a walk. I just have to be six feet apart—just like the movie.
I wasn’t surprised that this was going to happen. I mean it was bound to happen knowing that the number of people infected increases day by day. However, I am kind of numb towards the situation and maybe that’s because I’m alone and have no one to really talk to except those that are online. Everyone that I care about is doing alright but there is that question mark in the back of my mind that wonders how long we will be in contact with one another. It’s scary to think about but it’s a lingering plague cloud in my head.
On the last day before the order was issued, I went to go get Chips Ahoy!—my guilty pleasure junk food. Luckily, there were still two boxes left and so I took them. I don’t feel bad about the possibility of some little kid wanting them. I also went to buy milk but most of the milk gallons were gone except for a few cartons left and it was just stocked the day before. Unfortunately, there weren’t any bread, bacon, or eggs and the tuna cans I bought yesterday were also gone. Luckily, my mom taught my sister and me to be prepared for any natural disaster and so I had supplies already stocked up. I have enough to last me a good four weeks, I think.
In the meantime, I am keeping busy with my schoolwork. That’s enough to occupy me for the next three weeks.
But what I really want is for things to turn back normal…A boring day is better than this.
Hold onto hope if you got it
Don’t let it go for nobody
And they say that dreaming is free
But I wouldn’t care what it cost me