Sleeping through the apocalypse
(Pandemic Diary - day 52)
From my journal: 19 April 2020 (Sunday)
Ok, of course that’s an exaggeration (both parts of it) but it sounds so good, and even if it’s exaggerated, it feels like what I’ve been doing.
My life and its patterns aren’t much different now from a month or two ago, but there’s still a vaguely apocalyptic feeling in the air. It isn’t pervasive, and most people have chosen a fairly rational and optimistic approach and attitude to it all.
But there are other forces at work, too, and they’re not benevolent or rational. I think we’ll make it through this period relatively intact, but that is not a given.