This week has been full of good news and bad news. The good news came Saturday, when it
was announced that former Vice President Joe Biden will be the next President of the United States. I breathed a sigh of relief at the news, knowing that the election is finally over. D.C. breathed with me, as the entire city erupted in cheers. From the Mall to Maryland, cars were honking their horns, people were yelling and waving American flags. Exhilaration and exuberance abounded. Driving through the city, it was as if the United States had just won some great war against tyranny. The streets were flooded by people in cars, honking and blasting music. It was the greatest singular celebration I have ever seen. The next day brought bad news for me. Two of my close friends reported positive coronavirus cases, and were in quarantine together with high fevers and bad coughs. Having celebrated together on election night, I immediately began to quarantine as well. I texted my supervisor with the bad news, and per CDC guidelines am intent on waiting things out as I hope for two negative tests over the course of two weeks. I feel fine now, and hope that doesn’t change, but we’ll see. In the past I’ve always gotten really sick at least once in the fall semester. Freshman year I caught the flu and had the worst fever and chills I’ve ever had in my life. I don’t even fully remember the week I was sick, only that I got up one day and felt like I had been hit with a stack of bricks. Everything is sort of hazy from there on through. Now, in quarantine with my girlfriend, I’m trying to look at the bright side. I’m not able to work on anything for the office, but I’ve been able to spend some time going over work for school that I haven’t had the time to work on. The opportunity has also allowed me to put in some more work towards extracurricular organizations I’m involved in. And, admittedly, it has been nice to just take some time and relax. As I mentioned last week, I don’t think I’ve been able to truly relax for some time, with the anxiety and stress wrought by the pandemic and the election. Taking some time to play a computer game or watch a tv show and decompress may just be a blessing in disguise. In any case, I’m sad I’m missing out on work. I had hoped to be there after the election results were revealed, and I’m disappointed I wasn’t able to see my coworkers’ reactions to Senator Sullivan’s reelection victory. I’m disappointed I won’t be able to have lunch with my fellow interns, or help a coworker move. But, working off of what I can control, I am dedicated to keeping others safe, even if it means I have to quarantine for a while. So for this week and next, I’ll be working in an apartment, not the Hart building.
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