Dearest family, friends, and fellow humans I have yet to meet :)
Please. Stay. Safe.
This is a picture of the very first day in my life I felt the need to wear a mask.
It was two months ago today.
The real epidemic hit but two weeks later, but somehow we could already sense the storm.
You are probably feeling that point right now.
That fear to go out, that fear to touch anything, that fear to be near anyone the second they even clear their throat.
If you aren't fearful, then you should be.
I'm not talking about the fear which leads to panic.
Which leads to buying enough food for six months.
Or enough toilet paper for a lifetime.
That's just plain silliness.
I'm talking about a deeper fear.
Let me explain with a story.
About six weeks ago it happened. At the very beginning of the epidemic.
I was on a phone call which turned out to be the longest phone call I never knew could even happen.
And during the phone call, the person I was talking to started talking about wearing masks.
"You know, I don't know all the hype about everyone wearing masks everywhere they go. I think it's just plain silliness. You sure as hell won't catch me in a mask. No way. In fact I'm even thinking of making a video to tell everyone how crazy the whole mask thing is and how more people die from the seasonal flu..."
I listened as he went on and on.
After all, each person is entitled to their opinion.
And even if I felt far from comfortable with the direction of the conversation, I continued to listen.
I had no intention of changing his view of counteracting it, but after a while I decided to throw in my two cents.
You see, just the day before, a close friend of mine had messaged me telling me how they had been to a concert the day before. I was super happy for them.