Jenobi's World

The new normal is definitely weird. If we all look back to a month ago or two months ago, things were very much different than today. We all have no more freedoms, not that that is a bad thing. We are all understanding the need to hunker down in our homes, in the light of the seriousness of this pandemic. Focussing on your surroundings is a great way to keep busy. I have a list of things to do, which I was quite Gung-Ho about once I began, but now I have abandoned my efforts. If I do eventually get fully laid off, I don't want to complete my cleaning/organizing mission before we are all let out into the world again. I look at my cat, who spends 99% of her day lounging around, and am starting to feel like her. The world she lives in is definitely exactly like mine now. If I could literally sleep this all away it would be amazing. Unfortunately, I can't. I need to move around or my body will be like the Tin Man from The Wizard of Oz. I can go outside, go for...

There are limits everyone has in their lives, binding their arms as they attempt to grasp at their dreams. Those limits can be the most frustrating at times, holding a person back from what they want, or trying to achieve their whole entire existence. These obstacles are walls so high, ones that you want to finally throw your exhausted body over and climb down to freedom, the top out of sight above the clouds. Sometimes they tighten around your wrists or your ankles, where you can do nothing but wince in pain, going through life feeling the agonizing grip. Some limits are like a comforting blanket, enveloping you in warmth and safety, keeping you from needing to release the grip. These limitations disguise themselves as personality traits, genetic make up, reasons covering you for any out-of-the-ordinary turns you take in your life. These binds, made of cool velvet or the finest silk, feel smooth against your skin, never rubbing the wrong way, and the fear of losing that feeli...