Last Days of Normal

Time passes in a funny way when it’s all one day…

At the onset of this global situation, I thought that (like many others) I would have no problem waiting it out. For starters I am someone with a lot of indoor hobbies. Not that I don’t like the outdoors—but I also could spend hours upon hours pouring over books and making things in my living room. I thought that out of most of the people I know, I am especially equipped for this kind of a situation.

As it turns out, I am pretty well equipped for this sort of thing, and especially fortunate that my job was remote before this began. What I didn’t anticipate was that time would behave in strange and unpredictable ways. For example, I know that about 5 months have passed, this is a fact. But I can’t shake the feeling that I have been in my apartment for 1 month. How has time compressed so drastically? My theory here is that since we are living in some sort of Orwellian version of Groundhog Day —there aren’t many signs of change or progress.

I decided that in order to mark the passage of time I need to create my own markers. Unless I make a collage of every series I decide to binge watch, or scratch tally marks on my wall like I’m in the Shawshank Redemption, I suspect this year will stay amorphous. The most insane part of all of this is that we have had so many major and historical events this year. They seem to be operating on their own independent timeline though—-while our personal timelines are sidelined. I’m going to use this website as an opportunity to create some sort of timeline for myself. This way, when I look back to 2020 I have something to show for it.