Hugs for your face! (I have no idea where I picked that up or what it means.)
I haven't had meaningful human tactile contact for 3-4 months. I consider a handshake meaningful human tactile contact. Stopped those in March or April.
This pandemic is taking a toll on so many levels. I wasn't running around hugging anybody here, but I shared plenty of handshakes with strangers. I never realized how often I used to shake hands with someone. I am a generous handshaker and a free hug giver.
When all is said and done, I think we might experience a similar trauma to those who lived through the Great Depression. It stuck with them. We might be on the verge of a greater depression, and that's scary and depressing.
We don't know when this pandemic will end. That's a source of anxiety. We continue to learn more about the virus, but we don't know how much we don't know. We're chipping away at it. That's good. I thought we were inching towards getting it under control, and maybe we were. We sure as shit are NOT ANYWHERE CLOSE now.
OMG I just can't.
I get hopeful, and then I'm like, we are so fucking screwed and not in an enjoyable way.
and ARGH!
ARGH!
HUGS! I need them!
Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 07/25/2020 12:27AM by Beth.
We can't even hug during this pandemic except virtually. So consider it done.
To you both. And to everybody. One gigantic virtual exmo hug from all to all.
How's that?
Take care everybody. Know that Everybody Hurts (my new fave song although excruciatingly sad as hell) but there is most often a way forward. Just gotta put our heads down and push forward...over and over and over.
And that's life.
Whose bright idea was that anyway? I wish it could all be sunshine, lollipops and roses (as the song says) but in the real world, which most of us inhabit, it just is not. Gotta find the bright spots and hang on.
Maybe this board needs to hold a Sunday hug-in every week? Many of us could certainly use it.
Take your left hand and place it on your right upper arm. Place your right hand and place it on your left upper arm. Squeeze. You just got a virtual hug from me.
Yes, I know, LW. Hence my little smiley-face. Teasing him.
My little English/Scottish/Irish mom often said "where have I put my knickers?" or "if you don't eat up, your knickers will fall down" (from weight loss) and other silly knickery things that still make me smile. She was so cute.
As for the vile French stuff. Yes, indeed. Poor guy has to make do with those long loaves of classic bread (that exude a divine smell you'd cross Paris for). And as for that French wine (I never found a bad one) - poor guy. He has to suffer so the rest of us don't.
Or something like that...
Edited 2 time(s). Last edit at 07/26/2020 05:24PM by Nightingale.
As I wrote it, I suddenly realized how British it sounded but I decided to leave it in because the words and the image are fun ;-), particularly when applied to NORAD.