If, or I should say, when it ends, I wonder about several things.
Will we or I, look back on the one hundred and fifty plus days we spent in lockdown and/or isolation, and ask ourselves precisely what was accomplished with the unanticipated gift of precious time.
I know I will have to answer two questions:
What did I accomplish?
and
How much time did I waste?
If I had been given a telescope on January 1, 2020 alerting me to the fact that for approximately 150 + days, 3,600 + hours, 219,000+ minutes, my time would be utterly my own, I would have taken a deep breath and started an incredibly optimistic list of achievements.
I would also have been utterly lacking in doubt about the possibilities for success.
I would lose ten lbs.
I would exercise one hour a day,.
I would read Shakespeare in total.
I would emerge svelter, saner and of course, nicer sans tension,.
Now as we hopefully approach the end of the 150 plus days of isolation (because everything has an end) my list might be quite different.
I would wonder why:
I hadn’t finished editing the book begun in 2019
I hadn’t mastered the intricacies of the Macbook Air.
I hadn’t remained on the Atkins regime
I stopped even thinking about self improvement weeks ago.
I might even perceive myself as a failure.,
However, while I firmly believe this, too, shall end, I may still have time to reassess the possibilities of using it better and more advantageously.
Because as everything does, has and will, this, too, shall pass. We should be ready, when it does, to re-emerge into the new chapter life will bring.
However, now I must realistically evaluate my own humanity and abilities and recognize that
I only have to try harder.
