My brother has been checking up on me ever since I moved to China. And ever since both of us have been dealing with the COVID-19, we’ve been checking in with each other almost daily. And last week was no different especially given the recent development around the world.
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Fear is a very powerful entity. It’s quiet, subtle and smart. It’s actually much smarter than us and more precise. It knows how to divide and conquer and it always brings out the ugly side of everybody it comes into contact with. The worst part about it all is that, unlike its targets, it doesn’t discriminate. Doesn’t have to. We do that to ourselves.
Insomnia is really starting to become a reoccurring theme for this week. Even as we speak, I can’t seem to get a proper sleep pattern going. Only two days out of this week, I have been able to sleep and rise at a proper time. But, oddly enough, that’s not the only thing that is bothering me.
I have 29 short stories to complete before the end of August but my colleagues made it very clear that I need a break. So, we decided to celebrate the fact that most of the businesses are open again. Mainly the bars because that’s what we cared about.
Chongqing is starting to return to normal. I see the usual hustle and bustle of the working class and it’s putting a smile on my face. Though we (teachers) are not able to get back to work yet, it’s a good step forward to get back to our regularly scheduled life. In the meantime, I managed to have some fun with the local and my family in my own fabulous way.
This coronavirus is really putting a damper in my life as well as my friends and family. Well, more their lives than mine because I’m still getting paid and I’m still able to write, which is my other source of income. So, I’m fine but my friends and family aren’t really doing so hot. Well…some of them, anyway.
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