Covid musings
I’m curled up in bed with Covid, feeling mighty sorry for myself. In between sleeping and feeling miserable, I’m reading “Poor Fellow My Country”. A book I’ve been meaning to read for decades. The thing that makes Covid such an evil pox to release on the world is the way it messes with your mind. This is the only illness I’ve ever had where food tastes like cardboard on the tongue and thoughts make things look far bleaker than they are. In fact, it was this negative turn of mind that alerted me that this illness was Covid. It has a unique way of altering the mental lens. That… and the frustratingly foggy mind that accompanies it. Simple maths eludes me today. So if you want to take advantage of me by proposing a ludicrous financial scam that’s too good to be true, today’s the day! Today is the day I thank the Chinese (and a few in the U.S. bureaucracy) for Covid. The gift that keeps on giving. Now, I will go back to my fitful napping and intermittently surface to read your posts, read my book, roll over from time to time while cursing my aching bones, watch Goldie, Armin and Tousi… and watch the West try to run itself off a cliff… because that’s the Covid mindset effect. Back to my usual self in a few days, I think, I hope, even though the Covid mindset tells me I will never feel well again. Curse this diabolical malady.
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Jilly Galili
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