#118.20 - Sunday #36: Week 3 - Distance Teaching

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“A garden to walk in and immensity to dream in - what more could he ask? A few flowers at his feet and above him the stars..."

From "Les Misérables," Victor Hugo, 1862. "Mysterious Garden," painting by Kinuko Craft.

My brain has been slightly melted over the past few weeks. Everyday has melded into each other. It's hard to believe that it has been almost five weeks since we went into lockdown. That is the same amount of time we spend in Singapore each holiday. One more week and we'd have spent six weeks doing this. I need to get my ass in gear. I spent most of last week watching Community. It was amusing but then became annoying. Note to self: binge watching does this to you. TV shows are not meant to be binge watched. What lovable quirks make the person annoying. Fair play to the people who put them together.

I also watched the Breakfast Club which made me think of my days back in JC. It's hard to believe that that used to be a thing, sitting on desks and talking shit. What the fuck did I talk about? It is a mystery.

I got up at 4 am today and felt really depressed and miserable. This entire episode has been a fuck up from start to finish. We are so lucky that we are able to sustain ourselves through this and we have been the lucky ones. But my sense of things is that it is going to end on either the 11th or 18th of May. People are total morons. 

The magical thinking goes on. It's ok. But I need to be honest with myself. I have probably done more in the first two weeks and then the Easter week, that was good - but the other two weeks have been dead losses. Actually when I think of it that way, that's not so bad. But I need to go back to my running and cleaning and piano playing again. 

It begins today then. From this moment onwards.

Right. So from now onwards, I will have my days occupied properly. I'll do a chicken satay today as well. That will be so nice.

What a beautiful day.

Today I must really work on elements. After school today, I will go for a run. Then I will cook and work on elements for two hours after that. The days are beautiful. They must be made meaningful or they will be made pointless. And I will fold all the laundry today and then organise the cupboards in the kitchen. We will be coming out of lockdown in two/three weeks - I want to come out of it having done so in a meaningful way.

I'm taking the lockdown back. 

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