I don’t quite know where to start. We’re a couple of months into a worldwide pandemic. We means all of us. Every continent. Every nation.
Many of us are under orders to shelter in place. My own city and county began a stay at home order Friday at 5:00 PM. My state’s governor, Roy Cooper (NC), has issued an order for residents to stay at home as of Monday at 5:00 PM.
There are still people in the United States who think everything’s OK because where they live, “it’s not here.” I’m not sure how they can know that, since testing in the US hasn’t been very widespread. In most places, only the most seriously ill people are tested. It’s crazy.
There’s so much to fear. I thought having an incurable cancer for 17 years might have inured me to the feeling that there’s constantly an existential threat hanging over me. That’s not the case. I’m pretty freaked out. I’m worried about the well-being of all my family and friends. I’m terrified for people who are less fortunate than I am.