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Black clouds of 2020
5 years ago
2020 has certainly not been a good year, but at long last we had some light of better tomorrow ahead of us when they elected to kick the Orange douche out of the Oval office....
I have been feeling....bad....well, not bad.....terrible. Inside my head mostly. I'm afraid. I'm depressed. I'v been trying to keep to myself. I'v been trying to bunker down and barricade in my own apartment. Stockpiling food and experimentaing with food. But still, black clouds just don't let up. And yes, I am not ashamed that I had some very dark actions and thoughts last month....
I'm afraid. I'm afraid of COVID19. I'm afraid it mutates itself and has a shotgun wedding with Pneumonia and adds Encephalitis, Dysentery, Pneumonia and other nasties to it's symptoms list. I'm frightened by the uncertainty of how many furries around Europe, Northern America and Asia. And most of all, I'm afraid that this virus does not stagnate and recede to vaccinations by end of 2022, but instead survives, infects and mass-kills by millions...
I'm also scared by the loss of Conventions, like Eurofurence and smaller cons. Big cons, small cons....I really miss having those and while having the digital experience is a good alternative, I crave the real deal. I miss fursuiting in actual cons and I miss sampling some of the edibles of Eurofurence.
But what really scares me the most is the carefree nonchalant attitude some induviduals have towards Corona-virus. People who refuse to wear breathing masks, disregard distancing and dismiss civil servant advice and safety. It's such induviduals that invoke images of virus gestalting, mutating and plotting new symptoms once they have enough DNA and RNA samples around the world..... If it were up to me, world fashion would be all about retrofitted gasmasks turned into plague doctor beaks, oil-coated robes, HAZ-MAT protective suits, Radiation-protection suits and such...
On a more happier note, I'm just about finished with my cook's diploma. Just two more papers and voila, this Red Panda is officially qualified for professional kitchen work.
I have been feeling....bad....well, not bad.....terrible. Inside my head mostly. I'm afraid. I'm depressed. I'v been trying to keep to myself. I'v been trying to bunker down and barricade in my own apartment. Stockpiling food and experimentaing with food. But still, black clouds just don't let up. And yes, I am not ashamed that I had some very dark actions and thoughts last month....
I'm afraid. I'm afraid of COVID19. I'm afraid it mutates itself and has a shotgun wedding with Pneumonia and adds Encephalitis, Dysentery, Pneumonia and other nasties to it's symptoms list. I'm frightened by the uncertainty of how many furries around Europe, Northern America and Asia. And most of all, I'm afraid that this virus does not stagnate and recede to vaccinations by end of 2022, but instead survives, infects and mass-kills by millions...
I'm also scared by the loss of Conventions, like Eurofurence and smaller cons. Big cons, small cons....I really miss having those and while having the digital experience is a good alternative, I crave the real deal. I miss fursuiting in actual cons and I miss sampling some of the edibles of Eurofurence.
But what really scares me the most is the carefree nonchalant attitude some induviduals have towards Corona-virus. People who refuse to wear breathing masks, disregard distancing and dismiss civil servant advice and safety. It's such induviduals that invoke images of virus gestalting, mutating and plotting new symptoms once they have enough DNA and RNA samples around the world..... If it were up to me, world fashion would be all about retrofitted gasmasks turned into plague doctor beaks, oil-coated robes, HAZ-MAT protective suits, Radiation-protection suits and such...
On a more happier note, I'm just about finished with my cook's diploma. Just two more papers and voila, this Red Panda is officially qualified for professional kitchen work.
Stay safe Teenkitsune