I finished reading a couple of books. This is not monumental as I have numerous blog posts about the books I’ve read and reading and how I like to read and oh yes this blog is called BreWrites so sometimes I even do that.
But it’s been incredibly hard to get things completed cause outside is the worst. It’s a hard transition between working, helping with school work, then immediately going into homelife. My stupid work commute was a quiet time to listen to indie rock, talk radio, podcasts, and audiobooks. That time is gone. Oh also the whole pandemic and inept handling of it by those in charge mentally has done a number on me.
But, I feel like knocking out an audiobook (Writers and Lovers – 3.5/5 rating units) and a paperback (Wow, No Thank You – 4/5 rating units) have given me some form of acceptance? Not things are okay or will be okay soon or that I will be able to have brunch outside of my house or that I can go get groceries without a mask, but that this is. That’s it. This is how things are. I’ve already bitched about the commercial phrases “new normal” and “in these trying times”. This is not that. This just is. We are in it. We will not be out of it.
This does not mean that I won’t have fits of rage where I wish for a void to scream into or that I don’t often wonder when that asteroid I voted for in 2016 will be here. Or that we don’t have good moments where we make dinner and watch classic cinema such as 2 Fast 2 Furious or any of the 1,000 films Kevin Hart has done in the past decade. Really it just means that I finished reading two books this week and I think that settling into normal habits is good for everyone.
Exactly this.