The Spread Anonymous
Covid-19. A thief, an enemy, a storm, and a virus. Making its official debut and public appearance around November 2019 in Wuhan, China. Soon, it quickly took over the stages of the world. With questions floating in the air of matters such as “ if not now, when,” leaving others with the doubtful and painful questions of why. In this time we live in I realized a virus is a virus. It spreads. It infects, and could possibly kill. As I looked around I realized there was another virus spreading of concern.
Maybe before the virus, we thought we were protecting ourselves and others by wearing the masks we’ve created while hoping others won’t catch on to the parts of us we know they’ll probably eventually get sick of. We complain about the quarantine when some of us have been quarantined in our minds. Pushing, avoiding, ignoring, and isolating ourselves from others or issues. Some of us quarantine out of personal fears. Yet we’re comfortable standing ever so closely to comfort and complacency. We wash our hands and disinfect for 20 sec, but does that truly make someone's life clean? I guess it’s a small percent of one’s surface. Though no matter how hard one thinks that these precautions will prevent the spread of the imperfect areas of their life, there will still be those who come in contact and will catch it. They’ll catch on to the things that don’t make you feel okay. When you feel your days are longer. When you feel life is getting a bit hard to breathe. Maybe there'll be a medicine, pain reliever, or remedy. Or maybe there might be something that makes you feel worse. Just as a virus spreads, our lives are just as contagious. I have yet to see when happiness, peace, and love becomes a spread as well.
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