Pandemic, Penguin Poop, & Pond Scum
About this book
The Covid pandemic has been a massive disruption to our way of life. The quarantine and isolation have messed with our emotions, causing us to look at the world through a cloudy, lonely lens where we see mostly gray, murky futures. Even those of us who are eternal optimists wonder if it will ever go away. We long for normalcy. The Beatles sang, “It’s been a long, cold, lonely winter. It feels like years since it’s been here.” This is how we feel. Less and less hopefulness. Increasing helplessness. When will it end? This book doesn’t have many answers about the end of the dreariness and very few suggestions for getting through the muck. It’s just a collection of observations about everyday goings-on, life chugging forward through the Covid maze. It’s a little bit of personal introspection, a touch of humor, a touch of curiousness. Nothing revelatory, more mundane than magical. Peculiarities, not a prescription. I hope it might be something of a pandemic pick-me-up, a mashup of musings about finding joy in everything we do. Even on the cloudiest of days. I’ve shared with you these, wildly, disparate observations, gleaned on the road to normalcy. I hope this cheers you up a bit. I’ve gained a bit of strength writing instead of sitting around pouting about the giant Covid cloud that came along and ruined our normally peaceful picnic.