• Katharen Martin

Chapter Four - Current-ish Affairs

Under the hard Cancer Crab exterior lives the tender meat of a weak woman.

No, really, it’s true. I might be a total badass in person. The kind you’d want on your side in a scuffle (or to move large pieces of furniture), but I’ve got this big, sappy heart.

This is the time of introverts everywhere! We were born for this time of social isolation, where the internet rules, and video games run freely. I’d rather read a book than talk to a person 99% of my time—this is just how the introvert do. But now there’s a hitch in my step, a little crack in my shell because I can’t stop looking at the news.

Screw self-care, I have to know what’s going on. I have to know what’s coming next, I have to be able to do what I can to keep the people I love informed and safe. And that’s where this big heart comes in.

She is weak. She is sad. (And she doesn’t like to let me write even with all of this locked-in free time. The bitch.)

I know. I know. Why would anyone want to read about yet another Covid-19 depressing post? But here’s the only response I have. This isn’t here for you, this is here for me. Because I need to decompress somehow, and frustrating gamers with my mad skills only gets me so far on the decompression totem.

So here we are. A chapter that lands firmly in the global crisis that is Covid-19.

How am I? I’m so glad you asked.

In the words of the great Harrison Ford from Six Days and Seven Nights:

“It's no good for me to go waving my arms in the air and screaming ‘Oh shit, we're gonna die!’ That doesn't invoke much confidence, does it?”

Though, in all seriousness, I’m taking this seriously.

I have family that is in the high-risk category. Friends, too. So I’m going to do everything I can to make sure I’m not part of the problem. Self-isolation, if we MUST go out, we stay six feet from people, wash our hands, don’t touch our face. I won’t hug the old man who reminds me of my late grandfather, no matter how much he pouts (or doesn’t take this seriously enough) and I won’t hoard supplies that other people may need. Because, seriously? It isn’t that hard to be a decent human being.

Do it for others if not for yourself. This isn’t about the majority of us, but only the majority can help those in danger.

Be smart.

Be safe.

Protect our people.

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