It is weird how life can change in an instant. Well it wasn’t exactly an instant in this case, but for the sake of story telling and in the spirit of creative liberty, assume that it changed in an instant for me. Got a problem? Deal with it. I have tons of my own to deal with. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
I know I sound obnoxious and rude. It is just the irritation of being locked up inside for almost a week, and the boredom of nothing better to do, being expressed as cockiness. Or perhaps it is the frustration of losing my campus job to the virus, being expressed as irritation. I don’t know. However, talking to a friend has helped me distract myself a little bit. She lives in my country. The time difference conveniently puts her early hours of the morning as my early hours of the evening – a time when my boredom is at its peak. She was traveling from her work city to her home city, sheltering from the pandemic. She talked about how she was motivated to change her lifestyle and improve her eating habits. She told me how much her health had improved in the last three months after deciding to do this. I was proud of her. But at the same time, I felt guilty about not following up on my resolution. I think isolation acts as an amplifier of emotions. A little bit of irritation, frustration, guilt, loneliness, happiness or nothingness can become too much of it in no time. So, obviously, I made another resolution. I decided to take up a 21 day challenge to eat clean. I also motivated myself to follow through on my exercise routine, hoping that isolation can amplify this too.
The photo you see at the top of this post is the outcome.
And, after doing this, I grabbed that last bottle of beer from the refrigerator, sliced a piece of apple, inserted it into the bottle and finished it off in one go. Later, I finished off half of the chocolate cake that I had been stealing a bite from for the last week. What? The challenge doesn’t start until tomorrow. And also, I lost my job today. I didn’t say I would do it today. Give me a break!
Anyway, I believe that this will keep me motivated for the next 21 days and reduce my boredom. Or at least keep me distracted for another 2 weeks, at which point my rent and bills will be due. I am not sure how I would react to another dip in my account balance.
I hope to find the motivation to write again tomorrow, in a much better mood. If you didn’t read yesterday, maybe reading that will you give some more context? Either ways, stay safe.