New World
I created a Twitter account a while back—it was solely for the purpose of letting out random rants. Prior to Twitter, I’ve been doing that through my blogs (more than one, since I make a new one when I feel that I ended a phase. I don’t delete previous blogs though, I just put them under a different address ;)) but somehow, no matter how I psyched myself that I will blog again, I couldn’t do that regularly anymore.
Times have been different though, especially now.
We’ve reached an age wherein every move is judged by people, and broadcasted to everyone for them to judge more. I find myself thinking thoroughly about things I want to post, when in reality, every one should be entitled to his/her opinion. Damned if you do, damned if you don’t. And now that the world’s going through a pandemic, the more meticulous people had become.
And so I find myself coming back here, where I can just blurt out random thoughts and people have less possibility reading them.
The truth is I’m scared. I’m considered one of the lucky ones—I have a stable income despite everything, solid roof above my head, food and necessities are available, and loved ones are so far safe. But I’m still scared. Everything hangs by a thread now. I have friends whose companies stopped paying them. People are out of jobs and/or have nothing to eat. More and more people dying. The government’s all f***ed up.
When will this end? How is the world affected after this? How am I after this? What will the new world be like?
Times have been different though, especially now.
We’ve reached an age wherein every move is judged by people, and broadcasted to everyone for them to judge more. I find myself thinking thoroughly about things I want to post, when in reality, every one should be entitled to his/her opinion. Damned if you do, damned if you don’t. And now that the world’s going through a pandemic, the more meticulous people had become.
And so I find myself coming back here, where I can just blurt out random thoughts and people have less possibility reading them.
The truth is I’m scared. I’m considered one of the lucky ones—I have a stable income despite everything, solid roof above my head, food and necessities are available, and loved ones are so far safe. But I’m still scared. Everything hangs by a thread now. I have friends whose companies stopped paying them. People are out of jobs and/or have nothing to eat. More and more people dying. The government’s all f***ed up.
When will this end? How is the world affected after this? How am I after this? What will the new world be like?
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