Paranoia
I'm uncertain about my health. I feel fine but I can't shake this overall feeling of general weariness. Perhaps I've just been stressing myself out these past week with the news of this global pandemic that's taken a foothold in the state of California. There's nothing wrong with being prepared or so I keep telling myself, I've taken precautions and prepared but to what end?
"Don't panic." and "Go about your daily business." Are repeated ad nusium along with a perpetual notion that nothing bad can go wrong here and we're re all safe in our little bubbles. I don't buy it not one bit. I could go on and on about how the majority of the people I've seen or come into contact with just are just too busy to care or to self righteous too. Yeah, southern California is full of a lot of low grade narrcasits and sociopaths but you never really get used to it.
My throat has been a bit sore the past two days, I chalk it up to laughing and singing too much. I won't wallow on them negative waves or humor the thought that it could be the kung-flu knocking at my door. I'll do what I do best and carry on and wait to see what happens next.
