The Year of Unbeing

We're all familiar by now with the constant back-and-forth around what we should have done with our time being forcefully sequestered to our homes. It wasn't enough for us to mentally and emotionally navigate a global crisis for which almost none of us had context; we should also get an online degree, or start a business, or learn a skill, or start a TikTok. And, you know what, nuff respect for any of you who did one or all of those things. I tried some of those things, still trying to stick with a couple of them and, honestly? I'm hating every second of it.

Why? Well, I anticipate that trying to wrap my head around a constantly evolving international health crisis while living in a country that can't even streamline its one passport renewal system has a part to pay in it. But it's also not that big a part. It took me a few months, but I realized eventually that for me (and I imagine, possibly you as well), the virus took away a huge part of my life without me ever getting infected. It took away who I was.