Has the world always been this crazy and we’ve just not been so aware?
There was no Twitter when Krakatoa exploded, no Instagram when the bubonic plague rolled through, no Facebook posts from the world war battlefields, no TikTok when Alexandria’s library burnt. The 24-hour news cycle wasn’t around even 20 years ago.
I went to my local park yesterday and I put my bare feet on the grass, and I felt the wind on my face. It reminded me that if this was actually an ending, we’ve had them before. Not everything we have built will last, and sometimes in the rebuilding we are stronger, we are more, we are together.
Even as we socially distance, it’s important we don’t disassociate. Being alone (or with your family or housemates) might feel lonely, but we have to remember that this is what being a team player looks like. To continue with the sports metaphors (the closest I’m getting to sports ball), this is our position on the field right now.
And luckily, this is the age of telephones and Wi-Fi, Skype and Slack, Instagram, Twitter, Facebook, TikTok, WhatsApp, YouTube, LinkedIn and all the rest. The mail still works fine too.
We might not be able to meet in person for a while, but we can be there for each other. Just don’t ask me to go buy toilet paper for you.
And as the park also reminded me, no matter what the bin chickens will be okay.