Quarantine

Yes, being stuck at home and not being able to see my friends really sucks... For UChicago students, this period of time (four weeks of no classes, jobs, and extracurriculars) is extremely tedious. But I realized, after multiple cycles of moping, fighting with my parents, gaining pounds and losing pounds, fighting with my parents, reading my horoscope, and pacing back and forth, quarantine is a blessing in disguise! Apart from slowing the spread of the virus, it slows life down and grants us the gift of time.

through this self-quarantine, I have:

- read Stacy London's The Truth About Style, Perfume, the Alchemy of Scent, Jordan Peterson's 12 Rules for Life
- walked 10,000+ steps a day
- ran a mile in rainboots in the rain
- improved flexibility- back bridges and splits
- binged The Good Place, Grey's Anatomy, Parks and Rec, and New Girl
- watched Yes Man, The Ring, Goodfellas
- ordered a bright blue penny board with pink wheels to zoom down the street
- Jazzercise!
- lost at every game I play of Dominion Online
- listened to Toro y Moi, American Ragtime, and funky new playlists
- admired the good old 1997 monte carlo or Acura Legend
- dabbled in parkour on the outdoor nature playground
- assembled a lookbook of new fashion
- listened to the Quran 
- embodied sylvia plaths poetry

I keep feeling like I'm drinking espresso on an empty stomach: brief clarity leading to perhaps transcendental creativity, but at the same time the bitter come down that reminds you the jitterness is of your own doing. Tough times man. Cya on the other side.