Hello readers. Just a short post to let everyone know I am alive and how I am dealing with lockdown. Like 99% of the planet I am chilling at home looking at a lot of exponential graphs. In the Bay Area we are beginning to see a flattening of new COVID-19 cases which is cause for cautious optimism. But at this point it could still go either way. I am disheartened by the many failures of our global leaders, not only Trump for his willful ignorance but also China for information suppression. There is plenty of blame to go around.
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Unrelated to the post, but Bumblebee was parked in front of my house yesterday.
I got back from my uncle’s funeral service a few hours ago. It was belated for various reasons — he died over a year ago — but the service was well-attended, in a beautiful location, and I feel as if we did right by him.
Both my father-in-law and my uncle passed away around the same time last year. For a few months my stress levels redlined and I had difficulty sleeping, but after I’d had a chance to grieve and the bulk of the end-of-life logistics were handled for both family members, I settled into a more reflective state. It’s been good to consider my own mortality, and the mortality of my friends and family. It’s easier to prioritize what’s important when I consider the relative imminence and unavoidability of death. I frequently let my family and friends know that I love them, I work on my big ideas, and I do the things I would regret not doing were my life to be cut short.
But I hope that my life continues for a very long time, because I’m enjoying it immensely. In terms of external life metrics such as finances and career, I’m doing fine, but what’s really making me happy are the following:
Recently I’ve been overcome by waves of intense gratitude. They usually come on while walking outside. It’s been cold and rainy here in Oakland lately, and the winter light has a crisp, enhanced quality.
Finnish sauna (not mine)
My health has suffered ever since Trump was elected. Maybe it’s coincidental, but 2017 was one of my worst health years. My foot was in a cast, I got a staph infection, I suffered from severe hay fever/allergies, gastritis (and possibly ulcers), anxiety and depression, and in the first months of 2018 I had terrible insomnia and gained about ten pounds.
Of course Trump didn’t cause my health issues directly, but the background stress of witnessing a full-blown kleptocracy in action, slowly and surely dismantling health care, environmental protections, and civil rights certainly didn’t improve my health. The additional stress may have been the tipping point, combined with my overcaffeinated lifestyle, too many commitments and responsibilities, genetic vulnerabilities, and simple aging, that flipped me from good health to poor health for a period of time.
“Starship 44” by Robin Boer
Hello readers!
These past weeks have been full. I won’t say I’ve been “busy” or that things have been “hectic” because that’s not true–I’ve chosen the tortoise pace for this year and I’ve been sticking to that plan fairly effectively. I’m cramming less in each day, and that’s working for me. But even so, there hasn’t been a dull moment.