This year has not been the finest, and I feel negative for having to type that but it’s been kinda stressful. I know things with the virus have created this divide against ourselves, every action is reflected off the consequences of not being safe.
Having the decision to participate in a headache of a candidate election, I don’t remember any of the past elections this annoying or people telling me to vote. Not fun if you really lost faith in the last election, there was no urgency to have my vote counted. How do you justify that inside when being a team player doesn’t ring your bell.
Maybe in a decade from now if time is willing, I would reflect on this time as a growing experience. Right now seems so chaotic that trying to break it down would only mean that the confusion was invading my mind. My thought process has to detour through this media driven freak show.
I am roaming In the center of everything and everyday I am given new pieces to the puzzle, or more to content to make sense of the riddle. The day to day is not always a smooth trip, especially now with covid all up in my business, I have to be strategic with my movements in the world.
I keep saying “When things get back to being normal,” phrasing this imaginary timeframe in my head where I can think straight and be free. It is a constant adjustment and the word ”normal“ is maybe being romanticized so that I can be trapped in a way of no longer.