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When Self-Isolation Drives You A Bit Mad
Uncertainty is the only certainty, but one cannot say this is not a learning experience
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It’s been what, a month since lockdown? I’m in London, UK and it’s comparatively relaxed here than some other countries. We’re allowed to go food shopping and out once a day for some exercise, but my goodness, I’ve really began looking forward to my Tesco excursions.
We’re not allowed to do unnecessary journeys but I’ve found myself going for an aimless drive once a week. I know it’s a bit naughty and not really environmentally friendly, but I can’t seem to help the need to move around a bit.
We humans are creatures of variety. As the old sayings go;
‘Variety is the spice of life. Familiarity breeds contempt.’
There’s a certain comfort in familiarity; the predictability of routine, the safety of the same four walls, the comfort of the same faces. Too much of it though can become stifling. Being told you must maintain your life within the same four walls, those familiar faces must be the only familiar faces.
