Les Go: Quarantine Update

Isolation got me like…

Whoa. This shit is real. Each day I wake up to the same four walls, the same view from my window, the same loneliness. But, solace comes in solidarity. This is our global shared experience and we are all coping within the means we know how. So, Les Go: Quarantine Update.

Active, Active, Burnout

When I hit the divided soil that is the United States of America I hit the ground running. I hopped online to tutor and shared experiences with people around the world through their social distancing isolation. Through the illuminated screen I could sense their slight panic as nervous laughter seeped from their smiles. Aside from aggressively tutoring for hours on end I signed up for free Ivy League courses and started applying for jobs.

This was in the first week. Welcome second week. Well, fuck. I was burnt TF out. And not because I had done too much in the first week but because I was lonely. Reality was in my face and it was depressing. See, we are living in a pandemic. A fuckin pandemic with no World Leader. The gravity of that is too heavy sometimes. So the second week I slid down to the depths and very well balanced along insanity.

Birthday Isolation

Reduce, Reuse, Recycle

But what did cheer me up was my birthday! I tried not to think that for my last birthday I was in Tokyo, Japan. The land of advanced technology and thinking. Where trash is out of site and the air is fresh as dew in the morning. As I turned 32 years old I stayed in isolation with my 70 year old dad in Milwaukee, Wisconsin during a world pandemic. It could have been worse. Thankfully me and my family still have our health.

I had a good ass time on my birthday, y’all. Technology is Goddess-sent, I’m telling you. It felt like I had a party all day. People were jumping in and out of the party from all over the world and country. Not to mention I received birthday songs and videos from those across the world. Ya girl was cheesin the whole day. Isolation birthdays aren’t that bad.

Adapt

Approaching three weeks, I’ve come to the realization that I must adapt. This is our reality for the foreseeable future. Do I miss human contact? Yes, unbelievably so. Do I want to give my Milwaukee peoples and family a hug? Of course. Can I? No. And this is what we will have to adapt to. All I can do is keep my body and mind active. Turn to creative channels and reach out to my loved ones at all times.

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