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Finding My Voice 2
As I continue to look for my voice, I remember that we are in a global pandemic. Transitioning my mindset from being free to denying myself the possibility of doing anything that I want has not been fun. Flights are so cheap right now! I should go to London. Nope. Can’t do that. Borders are tighter, COVID immunity tests are around the corner, and nothing is open anyways. Well dang since we’re stuck at home let’s get some oysters or go to happy hour! Nada. Curbside pickup might be an alternative though.
I don’t know what it is about this quarantine situation, but it’s almost like we are in P90x for patience and mental fortitude. We didn’t know what we were signing up for, but oh man is it intense. Once this is over there will be parties galore, soirees, 3 happy hours a day, and months of joyous celebration. But we aren’t there yet are we? We’re still stuck at home figuring out what to do with ourselves.
Since the entire US has been under quarantine for almost two months “the new normal (quarantine edition)” is in full swing. On the positive side families are enjoying forced quality time together. The environment is getting a nice breathing treatment since no one is going anywhere, and employers finally figured out that remote work is perfectly acceptable. We all know the negatives so I’ll only harp on the fact that I can’t do whatever I want and that makes me upset; can I get an “amen!”?
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