The day I forgot the existence of the guestWhile we are absorbed in our work here at ISC or other professional work online or busy with chores around the house, we are not consciously thinking of the unwanted guest. However, somewhere at the back of our mind most of us will be very aware of all the things we need to follow as far as this guest (I call it a bug) is concerned, such as wearing a mask when stepping out, washing hands thoroughly and the whole rigmarole involved on maintaining safety and hygiene. We've more or less accepted it as a necessary routine in our day to day life. We may also be eagerly checking out on updates of the vaccine - that is, when not looking at morbid statistical data.
Now, normally when I have a need to step out, let's say to the bank or to the market to buy vegetables, I am sort of mentally prepared beforehand and won't linger over the newspaper like on other days. I will hustle and get ready so that I can get back home to start work. On this past Sunday, I got up with a query on my mind, similar to those times, "Where do I have to go out today? What was that work at the bank that I had to do?" Then, all of a sudden, a nudge scattered those thoughts to remind me with a jolt that not only was it a Sunday when the banks are not open, but there's a bug out there, where are you off to?!
I laughed to myself and it felt really, really good to have just for a fleeting totally happy moment completely forgotten about the unwanted guest!
Stay home, stay safe.