The rest is still unwritten.

I know I haven't written in awhile. I've been avoiding it mostly because I have no motivation. It's such a weird time right now. There are so many mixed emotions. I almost regret being sad other times for no reason but I guess this is kind of a wake-up call. I should be very lucky. I have a job, a place to live, food to eat, I'm healthy. But I still feel sad. Not just about the situation but about my own life. I thought this whole quarantine would make me appreciate my life and where I'm at (and I do), but it only made me feel even more bitter than I did before. So let's go back to the middle of March before all of this.... I was extremely unfocused at work. The news is usually on in the common room, and all I would hear about is the virus. I was annoyed. It was affecting my ability to get things done. By March 16, I saw about half of my department was working from home. Why did they get to work from home and not me? I'm more at risk than they are. I pa...