Color is Re-entering The World
Dream weather out right now for April and everything is popping in nature, just like that. Same old miracle every spring and always miraculous, even in these difficult times. By my calculation we have been distancing for around 24 days and I’m quite certain there will be 24 more. It makes no sense to rush normalcy if there is a chance of letting this thing get a new foothold.
No one wants to hear this. I get it. But what we wish for is seldom what is best for us in the long run. If there is anything to take away from this pandemic, it is that. I call this wishing, ‘magical thinking’, the dream that we wake up one day and things go back to the old world. They won’t and they should not.
Apex, plateau, peak- they all mean we are less than halfway through this round. This is not magical, it is simple math. The curve has two sides. We may be up one side but we have to go down the other and it is unlikely to be a precipitous drop. It may be more like a series of gradually smaller waves, waves which will not stop until we have a vaccine or the awful reality of herd immunity, which would require a terrible death toll.
When you are pragmatic it does not mean you are being negative. It means you are trying to understand this new reality, in real terms, not magical ones. No miracle cure, no hot weather makes it better. It is simply not that simple. Fake positive attitudes are just as magical as the myths we hear daily, all of which are not likely to be true.
I am positive because I believe this is bringing out the best in humanity. We see it every day from small kindnesses to greetings from strangers, and in the incredible sacrifices of healthcare workers and first responders. Our universe is what we make, not what some deity decrees from above. God is not going to save us, we are saving ourselves, thank you.