It’s funny how as soon as I moved this year, the coronavirus pandemic hit the USA and the restrictions and lockdowns started falling one by one like dominos. I had packed my car and drove down to Tampa, Florida in February from Cleveland, Ohio. As I’m typing this article now in September, I’ve packed all my things and drove back up to a friend's house in Cleveland. Six short months or half a year. How has so much happened during this time, yet so little as well? A global pandemic has killed over 600 thousand people worldwide (as of July 2020), Kobe Bryant suddenly died (rest in peace), protests spark all over the world over the death of George Floyd (also rest in peace), more than half of all Australians are affected by raging wildfires, everybody's getting cancelled, and the list goes on.
Negative event after negative event. Live poker shut down. Gyms shut down. Days would blend into weeks, as the monotony of my day-to-day was clearly getting to me. I was still cooking and eating relatively healthy, but working out became an infrequent chore rather than a beneficial habit. I would go days without meditating, and cold showers were replaced with warm/hot ones. During this time in Florida, I believe I got the corona virus at least once. I wouldn’t even be surprised though, with Floridians giving 0 fucks and claiming the epicenter achievement in no time (At the time of writing, we’re still averaging 10,000 new cases per day). Who would’ve thought a year ago, today was going to be like this. I’m sure most of us had such high hopes for 2020.
Theworldwave had fairly little development as well. After posting everyday in April on instagram (we’re @theworldwave), we disappeared for a few months. Went ghost on y’all. Besides being now scattered in different cities across the country (check out the map here), we all had our own problems and setbacks which arose from all the negative events happening.
When I started writing today, I had no idea where I was going. I used to rarely have the desire to just write. So when it surprisingly came today at 1am in the morning on a Tuesday, I had to open my laptop. I got a spurt of motivation and regained my sense of self, kinda. I started writing, and these words on this page are what resulted. I have a dream of becoming a digital nomad. Theworldwave is a critical piece of that dream. And that dream has not been lost, but rather displaced temporarily during these trying months. But, I’ve regained focus and I’m back. We’re back. Thanks for all the continued support and attention. New stuff coming soon...
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