The quarantine struggles continue.
Two weeks ago I did it. I was the first of theDIHEDRAL team to contract COVID-19. Unfortunately I found out that a close co-worker of mine had contracted the virus, and subsequently passed it to me before they had started getting symptoms. So, I have been stuck in my house, with no outside contact now for nearly two weeks
(Side note: I am doing much better now and luckily only had to endure 3-4 days of symptoms).
During this time I have really had to come to terms with a lot of the things I’ve been thinking about, and posting about on this website.
One is, I simply don’t take enough time to stop and think.
For me, the temptation during this time to ease any feelings of anxiety with video games and climbing YouTube videos is often too much to bear. It’s so easy to just constantly keep a podcast going in the background, constantly have music playing, or get lost in some video game for an ungodly amount of time.
Then, SNAP! A week later I wake up and wonder where all the time has gone. I often feel like I’m barely even making memories of the moments I’m living through. Likely because watching a tv show simply isn’t very memorable. And so, time begins to slip away, like a beginning climber’s Adidas tennis shoes on a crimpy V4.
Now all this to say, I think I have recently found a simple, first-step solution to this problem. I’m not going to try and make this quarantine memorable by trying to somehow force the best week of my life. I’m just going to go sit outside, with no phone and no electronics, and just think.
I think part of the way we create internal references for the passage of time in our own lives is through our own personal development. Some of the times I remember the most are those in which I learned something that transformed my life. We often timetable our own lives in a way that is linked from enlightenment to enlightenment. Much like chapters in a book, or acts in a play.
However, with no substantial life event to break up the monotony, time feels like it’s not taking place. With no development of my mind and body, there is no positive connection to the passage of time. In reality, the only connection I might make that time has passed may be the negative deterioration of my body, as I have been unable to do my regular physical exercise regimen.
And so, I believe that these quiet times, however brief, can lead to a more positive relationship with the idea that time is racing away from me. As this lockdown continues, hopefully I’ll be able to look back on it as the start of a new chapter, where I focus on the exploring of my own mind, rather than trying to avoid its dark cavities and crevices.
Let me know what your thoughts on this? How do you catalogue the passage of time? I would love to hear your thoughts on this.