I think I figured out the source of my “mood disorder”. It’s called by ya’ll, with your cultures and history. All the fuss and bother about race and discrimination. Feeling down on myself because I was born the “wrong” colour. It’s all just phantom. It’s time to disconnect.
Living in the world is like being stuck in someone else’s movie, and being unable to change the ending. Or even the beginning. You’re type cast into this movie and you cannot change your life for the better. It sucks.
So, I’ve revolved that after all of this is over, I’m going to go completely off grid. Delete all my social media accounts. Stop following the news and current affairs. A complete disconnect. Find alternatives to municipal services. Grow my own food.
It sounds drastic. Unrealistic, even. I hear you. But I’ve never been healthier, and it’s only been three days! I live in a complex. I’ve been isolating from the drama. But this morning, I got caught up on the latest gossip. And my energy just drained out of me.
I started thinking of ways to help my building maintain the quarantine. All of which involved me causing a shit storm and confronting people. But, on closer reflection, I think I’ll sit this one out. It’s time to worry about me and mine.
As for me and my household, we will keep the lockdown. I’m also in the privileged position of hosting three different Church podcasts. This is providing such good sustenance for my spirit. Just spending time, reflecting on the true meaning of life.
How many times have you heard the phrase “Stop, and smell the roses”? Most people imagine a comma. But there’s actually a full stop. “Stop. And smell the roses”. Aren’t we all being forced to do this now? Many are fighting it, eager for the hustle and bustle.
But eventually, we will all have to stop. And smell the roses.
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