Several years ago, my father-in-law suddenly felt and looked very unwell. It was very difficult to get an official diagnosis, but we eventually learned he was terminally ill and did not have long. We were all watching television one morning and trying to adjust to the news when we saw the footage of the tsunami in Japan. It felt like the world was ending.
Now in a time of great personal upheaval, I feel that way once again. It's amazing how quick the wheels come off, and how the center not only cannot hold, but maybe wasn't even there to begin with.
I have to fly out of state soon to scout for a new place to live, and have no idea what I'll be facing. I'll be travelling from one virus hotspot to another. I'll be starting my new job in just under a month and I'm pretty sure they're not going to delay for anything. They are paying for the move, so I'd rather find a place I want to stay at for at least a few years. I'm going to start making calls tomorrow and I guess I'll have a better idea how it's going to go. It's a place I always wanted to live, but I'm probably going to spend a lot of my time this weekend in my hotel room eating takeout. Might go walk around if it's safe to do so....
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