I can’t speak for anyone else but me, and I know that I have the privilege of living in a decent sized apartment in NYC. I am certainly not in a studio or a one bedroom. There is room to move and breathe and for everyone to have space, if needed. But there are days that it feels like captivity. I’m not going to lie. People (some) aren’t taking their responsibility seriously at times. They aren’t social distancing, they’re hanging out outside. I get it, it’s nice out and you want to go out, but we aren’t supposed to abuse that. People are hosting raves here in NYC apparently – like WTAF is that about??
Captivity gets the best of us. There have been fights and yelling. There have been arguments. There have been great nights watching amazing shows and movies. Today it’s cold and rainy again in NYC, so it feels a bit more claustrophobic for me. I was in this mesh like pair of blue Andrew Christian briefs yesterday, and another pair of blue Almost Naked Andrew Christian briefs today – these with bright piping and contrast on them. Despite everything I have been or not been feeling, I’ve managed to get up every day and shower. I’ve transitioned out of PJ pants and sweats every day and now get dressed. I do the laundry and make dinners and order groceries. I need a haircut, no like seriously, I need a haircut. But I’m surviving it all. How are you?
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