COVID is kicking my balls (metaphorically speaking).
I miss having scheduled time with other people face-to-face. I’m tired of only talking through screens on devices. I love my guildies, but I hate that I “see” them more often than my 3D friends.
Sigh.
It’s starting to get awful, and I’m an introvert who has always been indoorsy to begin with.
I mean, I go out and walk my dog every morning. I get my requisite sunshine/Vitamin D…all that. I talk to people every day, and I make myself get up at a relatively routine time.
But it isn’t the same. We don’t gather. We don’t hug people. We don’t even look at people’s faces.
What are you lot doing to cope? What strategies are you employing to combat the isolation? I need ideas.
Sounds awful LOL, this is going to sound bad but honestly I prefer life a lot more now, everyone wears masks, nobody shakes hands, social distancing is awesome.
But I’ve never been a vary social person to begin with so yeah.
Music and WoW are about all that keep me sane. Not much changed for me in 2020 except for the fact that now I can’t think of anywhere to go. If I wanted to go to a restaurant or go get a beer or something at a bar, that used to be something I’d just go do whenever I wanted.
Now, everything is a gamble and the risks are weighed. Nothing like that is worth doing any more until we get on the other side of this. When the pandemic started I was like, welcome to my world b***** but now it’s just, meh.
OMG, Marudeth, I’ve read like 50 novels in since April. It’s getting dumb. I’ve tackled something like 5 non-fiction behemoths I’ve been meaning to get to for years. So that part has been nice. But still…for a person who loves and needs solitary time in the silence, even I’ve had my fill.
I love isolation. I go out to my camp and sit in nature with my dog, or we fell trees. I read books on nature in winter and the northern reaches of the planet. I am loving it.
Honestly I prefer this life. I work from home, I don’t have to go out and be presentable for anyone. I never realized how much of my stress was attributed to being out and about in public.
I’m with you OP. I am about as hardcore introverted as they come, and I lasted this long without minding much. Now, though, I’m having long, drawn-out, absurdly detailed dreams about going places with large groups of people, traveling to other states, meeting up with old friends etc. … and then having to wake up and remember none of it is possible right now. It’s not a good feel.
I take my books at a very leisurely pace, sometimes no more than a chapter a day, and my backlog is as extensive as it is star-studded. I still have the Lord of the Rings, half of The Wheel of Time, a couple books worth of Conan’s adventures, a number of Lovecraft tales, and a wealth of other works yet to read.
It’s not a good feel.