I've been worried about The Corona Virus. I mean, I'm sure a lot of us are. It's hard to tell whether this hysteria is justified or if we're just taking things out of hand. But regardless, a lot of people are scared. Myself included. I'm really scared, actually.
Over half the people in my country are in unemployment directly caused by The Virus; small shops are closing left and right; groceries store are putting limits in place for certain items. It's really going over the deep end.
Luckily my government has been putting a lot of time, effort, and money towards making sure people don't lose their homes. But how long will that last? I'm not trying to undermine what they're doing - bless them for their efforts - but what happens if this truly lasts the supposed two years that it will take to "flatten the curve"?
Once again I'm not trying to dismiss the actions of others, I'm just wondering what exactly would happen if it just simply isn't enough to sustain society. We're so used to the world we've created that we almost couldn't imagine a world without it. I'm sure that's what the Mayans and Romans thought, too.
More and more everyday I'm beginning to harbor the dread that this is the beginning of The End. I don't want to fear monger, but it's what I truly believe. And you know what? I'm not prepared in the slightest.
I've never taken survival training; I don't even know how to start a fire - even with a firestarter - and I'm 22, for fuck sakes. How many others are there like me who are sure to be the first wave wiped out from the pandemic and the chaos it brings? There must be millions of us.
Of course, it's never too late to start learning. Honestly, I should probably be reading into this stuff instead of writing in this stupid blog, especially if I care as much as I say. I don't know why I don't try more; but I know I don't try enough.
When we imagine The Apocalypse we're more atuned to the fiery inferno of Christian belief, or perhaps you believe in an impending zombie infection. My point is that we all like to imagine The Apocalypse as some quick and painless event, one to last no more than a few months. Maybe that's what we'd prefer, but maybe the end will be a much slower burn; a burn that can't be bought off, a burn that will cause the suffering and death of every human left living.
I think it will take decades - even centuries, maybe. I just really hope that this time is not now.
You know, it's really funny - once my government told us to self-isolate, I noticed one thing more than any other - my schedule has not changed in the slightest. Isn't that depressing? I had an epiphany about it. I've spent god knows how many years locked away in a computer room staring at a screen that no longer feels friendly to me.
Once this all ends, if it ever does, I hope to stray away from self-isolation as much as possible.
But maybe I'm just saying this because I'm not allowed outside anymore. Joni Mitchell once said, "You don't know what you got 'til it's gone."