I need a time-out!
Today I am declaring COVID-19 protest action day. Enough of it invading my every thought; of dictating my every action; of scripting my every conversation. Today it will not wreak the havoc it has so successfully done over the past few days of my life. Like Harry Potter’s Lord Voldemort, in the unlikely event that the need arises, it shall henceforth be referred to as ‘he who must not be named’ or ‘you know who’. Its name shall not cross my lips, enter my thoughts or dictate my activities. For the next 24 hours at least, it shall be confined to the outside world.
Going ‘cold turkey’ won’t be easy. This thing is everywhere! A thorough deep clean will be required.
No movies titled: ‘Outbreak’ or ‘Contagion’. No news channels. No emails. No Workplace. No LinkedIn. No phone calls. No voice notes. No WhatsApp. No WeChat. No Teams. No Zoom. No Webex. No Skype. No social media. No outside contact. Period.
I’m going to bake that banana bread, curl up with a book and transport myself to the world of Agatha Christie’s Miss Marple, where ‘you know who’ does not exist.
Quoting from another great work of fiction, Alice in Wonderland: ‘Imagination is the only weapon in the war against reality.’
My Great Escape is planned. I’ll just take my hand sanitizer with me.
