Itâs definitely starting to affect me. I donât feel like Iâm locked in the house, I still go out, for photos, groceries, whisky, etc. But I find myself wandering glassy-eyed around the house, looking out one window after another. Circular routine. Expecting to see that UPS truck dropping something off that I didnât order. Birds fluttering around, getting ready for winter. Will skiing be any good this season? AprĂ¨s?
At least the birds have face-to-face contact. Zoom barely makes it for me. My posterior superior temporal sulcus is starving.
Creativity seems elusive lately. And Iâve been thinking about this lethargy a lot. Iâve come to the conclusion that I miss the face-to-face connection with my family and friends. Those high bandwidth body language and facial expression kind of relationships.
Recently I had a short conversation with a person I met at Yonge Dundas Square. He obviously had mental issues, but he could talk and listen, and so could I, which made for a pretty interesting moment.
Well, thatâs enough melancholy for today. Actually itâs not all that bad; I was just trying to make a point. And I invite you to add to this conversation by telling your ideas on coping with pandemic fatigue in the comments below.
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