“Quarantine 2020”
By: Demetrius Butler
Tags: Covid Diaries, Pandemic Diaries, BlackLivesMatter

“Quarantine 2020”

I’ll continue to update this blog every sixty days as we proceed through these unforeseen times.

I must say 2020 has started off very uncanny. I probably don’t need to go into details we’ve all seen the news as of late. It’s this strange feeling of the unknown. Where did Covid-19 come from? And how do we cure it? Sorta feels like that movie Outbreak starring Dustin Hoffman and his ex-wife (Rene Russo) My generation hasn’t really had a disaster. The boomers had real estate market crash, our grands had thee world wars and Great Depression. This pandemic might be ours.

Day 4: So this is the fourth day of the nationwide lockdown and/or curfew. I personally don’t think I felt this weird even when I had a curfew as a child. I’m definitely becoming one with thyself. A lot of reading, writing, cleaning, snacking, and lastly catching up on some of my favorite TV series.

I keep asking myself what if this virus creates the next baby boomer generation 2.0. Or What if COVID-19 is just mother nature’s way of telling us to chill on the global warming. Like a slight love tap…? (Maybe) Any-who just checking in. Hope all is well with you guys and gals. Stay positive and productive!

How’s My Mental During This Covid-19 Pandemic?

Day 40: So remember back mid March where I was referring to being confined for just about one week? Well guess what! We’re still very much quarantining well into May. Somehow along the way I’ve encountered a birthday, my favorite small market NFL football team has become a super team, and last but my least favorite to speak about believes injecting Lysol has been the cure all along. The zombie apocalypse is near. (BEWARE)

2020 has been a movie with only four months in I’ve somehow become heavily dependent on social media for entertainment. I look forward to Club Quarantine with DJDNice. And when I’m feeling frisky Quarantine Radio with Tory Lanes (If You Know, You Know) Brunch, Date Nights, and happy hours have become a simple Zoom app meetup. Life has really taken on a new form. The Jetsons really wasn’t living like this right?

Nevertheless I’m grateful for my health. Being confined isn’t easy for anyone. But who am I too complain when there’s individuals on the frontline who are out here fighting the good fight with patiences whom have contracted the virus. So I finish this by saying we are thankful for all the essential workers who take that risk daily. No amount of monetary gain can ever repay you for what you’re doing. You Are Appreciated. Thank You!

Hopefully the next time I decide to write during the wee hours of the morning I’m on somebody island and the world is back to normalcy.

Day 60: Listen, I’m a proud Black Man! I don’t walk around looking for handouts or the sympathy plea. I like to allow my actions to delineate and define me. I like to be judged off my own merits, never the color of my skin. I was brought up with the mindset of controlling your emotions doesn’t mean avoid your emotions. Feel them, understand them, just don’t lose yourself. But this particular week has been heavy eternally. I used eternally because as long as I can remember the injustice has made my culture its home stumping ground.

We Must Do Better #BlackLivesMatter

Day 120: Between day 60 and 120 though the world still remains on high alert. I’ve somehow preserved right on through. I’ve started not one but two small businesses. Something I’ve put off for years so I’ve been knee deep into learning the ends and outs of both. I’ve also been trying to work on my social life. I decided to join this app called Hinge. It’s quite the experience I must say chatting occasionally with individuals hearing how each are cooping with pandemic. I’ll keep you updated on how this unveils. Then we are still screaming #BlackLivesMatter #BreonnaTaylor

Day 182.5: So things started to get real here. We have a very important election ahead of us Nov 4th 2020. So Tuesday September 29th was the first of three debates. I’ll sum it up with so this is what Twitter looks like on TV. Clearly there were no winners in tonite’s debate, the USA lost as a whole. The lack of basic human decency was on full display. It was down right embarrassing. I just hope everyone votes. Then I received a call from one of my jobs I had. This one I only worked on weekends. But I enjoyed the environment. So we where laid-off due to Covid. And every Friday we’d have these conference calls, just to check on each other mental. This particular call was life changing. So basically because of Covid and business being at a all time low. They had to terminate employment for a lot of people. I was included in the bunch. Now the crazy part is I felt more for the individual who had worked there for years. I had just started February 2020 so I had no leverage. Plus I still have a full time job elsewhere. But to hear those tears on the phone from others and we’re sorry, etc. I’m like WOW now I feel the impact of this pandemic. So I’ll keep you updated.

Day 272: Hey! So I see everyone voted. The current president finally decided to concede after two weeks to our new president elect. In other news I’ve met this amazing woman somehow with so many restrictions because of Covid. And lastly I came into this year with two new jobs. And as of this day I’ll be beginning 2021 with two new jobs. Talk about a change in events. I still haven’t found the right word to describe what 2020 has meant to me. So many ebbs and flows. Yet, here I am still pushing through.

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