The entire world is in a global state of self-isolation due to Covid-19. We are all in an unprecedented time of regulated quarantine. No leaving your house unless it's essential, no visiting other households and everyone if being asked to work from home except for our frontline heros who are seriously amazing. I'm praying everyone around me remains healthy and we beat this global pandemic soon.
Regarding the self-isolation, the introvert in me is really enjoying the hibernation time. But there's a part of me that feels really anxious. I know myself and I know the anxiety is coming from a pressure to do something really profound during this solo time of self-isolation. I feel like I should be coming out of this a completely changed person? But anytime I start trying to create a 'how to be profound' plan (because that's how you start being profound right?), it never amounts to anything. And then tonight, I couldn't sleep. My eyes opened at 2am and they just wouldn't close again. I racked my brain for things I could do to make myself fall back asleep and then finally at 3:30am, I decided to just get up and do something I enjoy. So I've been writing for 3 hours and feel so relaxed and lifted.
It made me realize, the pressure of profound was real. So real it was stopping me from doing anything of any actual substance. So instead of coming up with a master plan during this time, I'm just focusing on the simplicity of life and being present. Like my dad says, look forward to the smallest things in life that bring you joy, because really, they're everything.