Evening Revolution

Without being able to go out and be surrounded by people, I decided that I would stop drinking. I wanted a specific beer, but being that I wasn't in an social venue, I didn't really feel like drinking. I guess I wanted to make the most out of this quarantine.

There's really no reason to wake up at a reasonable hour. At home while trying to figure out how to fill the day, I can't help but wonder what's the hurry. It's not like I'm going to meet anyone.

With no reason to wake up at a certain hour, there's really no reason to fall asleep at a reasonable hour. I've been trying to read fiction. But, I'm really meticulous when it comes to choosing fiction.

I just finished grocery shopping so I guess I want to talk about how I don't eat breakfast. Finding food, buying it, cooking it, preserving it, all takes time. That time interrupts my productivity. So, I don't eat breakfast. It makes it so that I could handle hunger better. It allows me to have more time.

It's day 5 of quarantine. I heard about the stories of the empty shelves. I heard that groceries everywhere were being torn from their toilet paper. Everyone must have been in a panic, stocking up on toilet paper, unsure of how long this whole quarantine will be.

A week before the quarantine, I got a catering gig that wanted me to show up in all black attire. I hadn't been to a clothing department store in a while, but as I spent more time in the store, it appeared that clothing department stores were nearing the end of an era.

I got a job. I was actually offered two on the same day. With everyone losing their jobs, it's strange how I was being offered jobs from companies allowing me the opportunity to work remotely. This is more than just job offers to work remote. It's a symbol of a major shift in what might be the end of offices everywhere.