pandemic thoughts, kinda heavy
This morning on $workslack someone posted a funny pandemic parody of Total Eclipse of the Heart by a family in lockdown. For some reason, instead of laughing, I burst into tears.
I stumbled across an article in the NYT about a diary project that's been going on during the pandemic. I am not sure if I regret that I stopped keeping a journal last year, or if I'm glad I did.
Just having one of those days where I feel the weight of this thing, despite the fact that I survived the disease and my family is coming through it in some ways better than when we started.
I don't know if I'm processing things or just blocking them out.
A bunch of technomancers in the fediverse. Keep it fairly clean please. This arcology is for all who wash up upon it's digital shore.