I started connecting with people and trying to work online today. While it is nice, this is literally something I have dreaded and never experienced ver before.
I was always an outdoor/in-motion person. While I can spend hours alone in a room writing words or music, I would always go out at some point in the day. I was a landscaper at a cemetery for over 12 years. At one time, I even helped make crafts in someone's basement, but I had to drive there to get to work. I would walk to school 2 miles each way in Minneapolis. I always had a place to go or wanted to be somewhere outside of where I was living.
If the only way I can make a living is by doing stuff online, well, any port in a storm, as they say. But this is cutting against a lifetime of habit and vocation. This sort of thing does not bend easily. In the book "The Plague", people went about their business if they chose to. I am not sure if this is a shortcoming of Camus' telling or if it is simply a reality in the non-digital age. People HAD to go out to get food, so, once that was up and running, I suppose, all bets were off. That being said, there was a longing for physical connection as everyone tried to keep a distance from each other.
It seemed over the past years, with digital communication and virtuality seeming to be the drive of where we were headed, maybe all this starvation will make us realize, if even for a time, how amazing being in the flesh with other people is?
We can build all the sandcastles we can with this digital dust, but we cannot outpace history, biology, and habit. At least, I hope not...
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