It's been a long month, hasn't it? Things shifted really fast to the point that I can barely keep up with them.
My province is locking everything down. I suppose it's because we're half an island and with an ageing population, so the virus will take down a huge percentage of the population if we don't do something about it. Our health care was already being pushed to its limits before the virus reached us, now it's worse.We're still in the single digits when it comes to confirmed cases, but we're all supposed to act like there are much more and behave accordingly.
So yeah, basically we're all in quarantine (and oh look, I actually spelled quarantine right. That's been the word that I've been struggling with and I've been spelling it wrong for about two weeks now). Not that it's hugely different than how I was living before, but it feels weird to have it mandated by the government.
I've been spending a lot of my time reading books and comics (to the point that I'm wondering if I should get a new ereader or if my old Paperwhite 2's battery can keep going. It is over five years old, after all). I've been writing... stuff (I am superstitious and don't like discussing too much until it's properly formed). I dyed my hair because what better time to have an ill-advised hair colour than while you're in social isolation? (It is actually not all that ill-advised. It was supposed to be a dip-dye, but I stopped after the bleaching step because I got a caramel ombre out of it instead.) This is only the first week. I'm trying to be productive but it's difficult right now.
Also, I keep misreading COVID as CORVID, so half of the time I'm picturing 19 crows in my head.
My province is locking everything down. I suppose it's because we're half an island and with an ageing population, so the virus will take down a huge percentage of the population if we don't do something about it. Our health care was already being pushed to its limits before the virus reached us, now it's worse.We're still in the single digits when it comes to confirmed cases, but we're all supposed to act like there are much more and behave accordingly.
So yeah, basically we're all in quarantine (and oh look, I actually spelled quarantine right. That's been the word that I've been struggling with and I've been spelling it wrong for about two weeks now). Not that it's hugely different than how I was living before, but it feels weird to have it mandated by the government.
I've been spending a lot of my time reading books and comics (to the point that I'm wondering if I should get a new ereader or if my old Paperwhite 2's battery can keep going. It is over five years old, after all). I've been writing... stuff (I am superstitious and don't like discussing too much until it's properly formed). I dyed my hair because what better time to have an ill-advised hair colour than while you're in social isolation? (It is actually not all that ill-advised. It was supposed to be a dip-dye, but I stopped after the bleaching step because I got a caramel ombre out of it instead.) This is only the first week. I'm trying to be productive but it's difficult right now.
Also, I keep misreading COVID as CORVID, so half of the time I'm picturing 19 crows in my head.
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