What the world needs — of course, some wise words from me.
Well, what a conundrum the world finds itself in, ay.
It’s hard to see when we’re gonna’ be getting out of this one. I’m worried, you’re worried, and in the most uncertain of times I pose the question: who else can’t wait for KFC to reopen?! If I have to jog past it again with its dimmed lights, closed doors and lack of fried chicken being cooked up in the kitchen, then I might just keep running (Forest Gump-esque) until the shutters are finally removed and we can all go back to our 10 piece-for-one, in peace.
It’s not really a time for jokes. There hasn’t been much to smile about lately, and that looks like it’s gonna’ continue for the foreseeable. I keep catching myself deep in thought, trying to comprehend what is currently happening, and forgetting that this is actually real life, and not a Hollywood blockbuster no one on this earth wants to watch.
If you haven’t already been directly affected by the big C, then I can only unfortunately assume that you will be very soon. The scale and impact of what has happened, but what has yet to potentially happen, is insurmountable.
Anyone else scared to look at the news, but equally can’t stop picking up their phone to have a butchers every five minutes? I scour the internet in hope of finding something positive coming out from this. And yet I keep searching.
I’m writing in a time of boredom, frustration, fear, fedupness (made up word), and general increased levels of anxiety. The saying ‘take each day as it comes’ has never been more poignant, as what we know right now at this moment more than likely will seem insignificant at this same time tomorrow.
We all wake up hoping and wishing for the better days. And never again we will take that smelly-geezer-next-to-me on the train commute, or rush hour roulette traffic for granted ever again. I now welcome that smelly man, I embrace him with open arms (no pun intended). When all this is over I’m gonna’ take him out for a beer and celebrate life with him. Then buy him some of the strongest deodorant available, and disappear out of his life, leaving him hanging on like a cheap date.
Eventually, those better days will come, and Jesus Christ the pubs and clubs aren’t ready for the monumental sesh that will be upon them. Just writing the word ‘sesh’ gets me excited for when we’re all let loose, day release no more, and we become that inebriated, we’re going to beg the Government to enforce another lockdown for our own health and wellbeing against the temptations and evils of alcohol.
What I have seen, in some backwards way of looking at the good to come out of this situation, is close friends and people I know locked down and able to spend more time with their kids, partners, and other family members. Time they would never usually have, or request to have. I think all of this has bought a brand new meaning to the term ‘lucky’, and despite all the shit we’re currently facing, there has to be some way we all stay positive. The idiotic, mindless, inhumane individuals are a minority in comparison to the hundreds of thousands, if not millions of caring, selfless, compassionate people doing their best in what is the arguably going to be one of, if not, the worst time of our lives.
I’m not writing this as any form of inspiration. I’m a walking hypocrite, one who contradicts the positive vibes I’m trying to project. The Mrs will definitely tell you this, work colleagues have had enough of me (never) and I haven’t been much fun to be around. It’s been a very tough week, everyone is still adapting and the threat of businesses closing, industries crumbling and life as we know it irreversibly changing forever all very real.
I suppose what I am trying to write about, is no matter how terrible our current predicament appears, personal or otherwise, we’re very lucky to still have roofs over our heads, food on the table (beans on toast has always been a favourite, but five times a week not so much), and be able to wake up one day closer to seeing this through and giving someone a high five and a hug. My resting bitch face might be real, but I’m doing my best to smile, well inside at least.
Stay safe everyone. X
