奧米克戎 in 1% better

  • Jan. 14, 2022, 11:52 p.m.
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Quarantine day 6
Feeling like a house cat, but establishing some semblance of routine, another day begins in the Fish Hotel.

I’m not spending as much time looking out the window anymore. My current state has been accepted. I know what all the buildings look like. I’ve watched pedestrians and other traffic. I know where a neighbourhood cat lives. I’ve witnessed the big buttery sun come up in the morning, though it is only visible through the buildings for about ten minutes.

Instead of looking with longing and wonder at an environment I still have nine full days of fully joining, I’m staying busy with the internet, YouTube video making, marketing work for the goat rodeo, a 1200-page Stephen King book (The Stand, which turns out to be about a virus escaping a lab. Art imitating life?), any many other things.

Staying busy implies that I have to think about things to do, that I have to work at keeping my mind and body occupied. I don’t. I could fill days and days with the entertainment that I have at my fingertips.

I noticed the other night that Taiwan Netflix had Mr. Robot, I show I heard was good. I watched the first episode and enjoyed it thoroughly. I’m keeping up with my resolution to not watch more than one hour of Netflix a day.

I should do the same with Youtube. I’ll put that in my bullet journal as a 30-day challenge.

I watch the local news at lunchtime, following an outbreak at a local bank where a guy talking on a cellphone led to the infection of more than 20 people (so far). I marvel at the level of contact tracing and as the news repeats the same story a few times in different ways, I pick up with my limited Mandarin skills that this woman left the bank, bought fruit and then had dinner with her family, infecting them.

奧米克戎
Ào mǐ kè róng


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