Ennui, Week 48 in the Time of Coronavirus

Again and again I hear from others, “I’m so over this.” Of course, this refers to the pandemic and its related restrictions. Yes, we need to lessen the spread of Covid-19, yet that doesn’t mean we’re happy about what’s required. Now, even with the spotty vaccine rollout, we are expected to buckle down more so with the presence of new strains, which, in turn, places new stressors on us. With added stressors any energy we have burns quicker. We are exhausted and might feel resentment, anger or woe. This is what has happened in the daily grind without proper reprieves.

I am certainly dragging my feet. Whether it’s writing this blog or cooking a meal, I lack whatever eagerness I had in past years. I have no get-up-and-go these days. And I know I’m not alone. I whine silently in my head, “I don’t wanna.” Fill in the blank because I don’t wanna can signify pretty much anything. This doesn’t mean I don’t experience joy. There are small moments that turn “I don’t wanna” upside-down.