A few days ago a friend was in town. He had a day off from a tour with Buckcherry and wanted to meet up.
I said “you’re welcome to come over but I won’t be going anywhere”. In response he sent me this text:
“Out of curiosity are you quarantining / being careful or are you paranoid and crazy now? (Both are completely acceptable ) lol”
I had to laugh because at this point it’s pretty hard to tell.
Before the pandemic hit and the lockdown started I was already fairly reclusive. But I always had at least one or two things a week that put me around other people.
When the lockdowns started it was very easy for me to stay home and isolate. But over time I came to realize how important those one or two meetups a week were. Without them I felt like a ship lost at sea.
Now things are opening up again. I’ve had a double jab of one of the Trump administration’s experimental therapeutics. But I still find myself spending most of my time at home.
Am I being careful?
I’m not sure. But I’d like to think so. I’d like to think that a part of me is mature enough not to take unnecessary risk‘s with my health. But is the risk great enough at this point to justify never leaving home? I’m not sure.
Have I gone crazy?
I’m not sure about this one either. Part of me feels like I’ve always been crazy. And I’ve definitely always been weird in social situations. Has isolating during the pandemic made that part of me worse? It’s possible.
So am I being careful or crazy? I guess my best answer is a little bit of both.
The good news is that right now I’m writing this post at a cafe where I’ve just eaten my first meal outside of my house since March 2020.
So I guess things are looking up.
What about you? Did the pandemic put you in isolation? If so let me ask you the same question.
Are you quarantining / being careful or are you paranoid and crazy now? (Both are completely acceptable ) lol