Ok, it has been awhile, but I can just blame it on the V and boom….. instant excuse. But we don’t need to talk about that. We are all past tired of talking about the same thing for 4 months straight, the same slogans and the constant rendering that I am not alone, and even if I am alone, I am also in it together with someone else alone.
You see, here’s the thing. It’s OK to not be OK, it’s also OK to just be OK, and I have heard that is it also OK to be OK in the mornings, as long as I tell someone they are OK to be OK in the afternoons, hence they not feel alone. I have more CEO friends than ever before, and I know that they are there for me, just as I let them know that I am there for them. It’s good to be have such great togetherness as I continue to mail my checks in with Monopoly money. I fear that some day we will no longer be friends as I sit in the dark alone without electricity. At that point I am fairly certain it will not be OK to just be OK, as long as I know these days will pass, and on the other side I will be OK in my togetherness, even if the CEO’s stop e-mailing me.
So let us unite by staying apart, let us bring the size of the dog in the fight, for the fight in the dog is much larger than the size of the unity. Years ago you did not have to take your clothes off, to have a good time, oh no. Well today, you had better keep your mask on, unless you are smoking a bong, oh yeah. You used to have to wrap that rascal, now you have to spread love from a distance.
But I digress a bit as my attention span like everyone I know has been reduced to that of a fly on acid. It is more important now than ever that we come together, as long as we stay apart. Staying apart lets me know how much you care, and caring from afar is as exciting as watching my grass grow from up close. At this time each blade has been catalogued and counted in case I get asked during the Caring inquisition.
We have no sports, no movies, no original thoughts, no toilet paper and no patience. We cannot gather unless the party is a really good one, then contracting whatever we do is so worth it. Just reminds me of the 1980’s when I did not know what day it was until 1987.
But for now, I am going to double down, dial it back , open things back up and then shut them back down. I will be at 25% capacity, carrying things out and take them back in. I may postpone but I will not cancel. I certainly do not want to overwhelm, and will be sure to wash often. I will keep it in my pants and keep my powder dry. At least two yardsticks shall be my battle cry, and will be sure to never stab anyone in the eye.
The house is dark, for we all stay home alone. But we will stay together, and give my dog a bone. Some day soon we can all go outside, and will not feel remorse for saying we are glad to be alive. I must go now as my dog has fleas, so I shall leave behind the immortal words of the Bee Gees…..
Whether you’re a brother or whether you’re a mother
You’re stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive
Feel the city breakin’ and everybody shakin’
And we’re stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin’ alive
Keep on walking, and do it with style….