BrainSurged

When I started blogging just about three months ago, I  intended it to be a form of therapy, a solitary odyssey of understanding myself. I most definitely didn't expect the rest of the world to join my quarantine and obsessively self-reflect all over the internet. As with every other activity, I wanted this period to be mine and mine alone. Oh, well! Ironically, my view of humanity is infinitely more positive, while under house arrest. If this goes on, I will soon be a Humanitarian and be awarded the Nobel Peace Prize, like Aung San Suu Ki. (And taken back soon after, like hers deservedly should be!) ...that trajectory probably would be to someplace beautiful. And that makes all the difference! I had lived most of my mature years expecting normal behavior from myself and failing, and flogging myself for failing to meet my baseline for "normal". Normal is synonymous with Average in my mind, and Average is the minimum acceptable. So, now I wonder why would I expect myse...

The rousing words on Twitter, Quora and other useless social places for the unsociable and/or quarantined, spurred me into action. Made a brain-damage friendly to-do list app, for personal use, obviously. It looks absolutely unremarkable thus far, and will be updated on GitHub if it ever gets remarkable. In the meantime, what to do about the At-home monsters? In all the articles about the age of social distancing/Covid-19, nobody is complaining about too much socializing. I used to have a minimum of eight hours alone every single day and today is the day 14 of my socializing with three people, minimum, every day. That's three too many! Fun fact: Viricide is the act of killing a virus- also the word for killing one's husband! Ha! I was looking for the word for the latter. I'm not entirely sure this is a real definition or other wives' wishful addition to the English language. Covid-19 doesn't pose that much immediate threat, by comparison. My descriptive idiom is s...

     Two prisoners were infected with a biological virus. They had the option of going out in the world and then dying while making a lot of other people sick. They had the option of staying in prison until they got better, after a month or so. There was also the option of staying just with each other and not going out at all. The last two choices are ours. What are we accomplishing out with other people anyway, besides making them sick? This is a rather obvious and easier Prisoner's Dilemma and with more win-win options. Never saw the point to talking with a lot of people anyway! So, quarantined me is not in any dilemma. Life as I prefer it usually, except less alone than I like it. Covid-19 enforced seclusion time for everybody almost everywhere. No complaints about that. I think about the three-year-old daughter of my friend on remission whenever my daughter complains about no school or no play-dates. It is for kids like her that we should all distance ou...