Memoirs of a Coronavirus Content writer
Coronavirus content writer, weird right? But that’s who I feel like these days. I am writing this at a time when the world is battling a strange pandemic that doesn’t kill as fast as it spreads. The problem is however with the fact that its spread comes with an unhealthy dose of fear and crippling economic realities.
I don’t know how I feel about this virus and I mean who cares about how I feel, but I know how reporting on this virus makes me feel. So, nobody asked me, but I will walk you through my day in these times of Coronavirus, staying home and blogging
I wake up with thoughts of my lovers a lot on my head these days. I wake up happy and light-headed. I may or may not commune with my Lover before reaching for my laptop to start the day’s work. The mini creatures I share the same parents with are usually not awake at this time and everywhere is calm.
The calmness disappears the moment I connect to the internet and see the homepage of any of the popular news sites I source news from.
CORONAVIRUS PATIENTS HITS 70 IN NIGERIA we have a nonexistent healthcare system my mind worries BORIS JOHNSON HAS BEEN INFECTED why am I happy that the virus seems to be inching closer to Presidents and our not-so-dear Buhari might get it. LAGOS MARKETS SHUT DOWN why is this government insensitive and unwise.
The thoughts don’t stop, they come in droves each one demanding more attention like little children. The anxiety sets in and this time the mini creatures are awake. Silence was unapologetically removed from their dictionary and to them, toothpaste is not too small a thing to argue about. My head begins to pound at this point.
I take a break from all and just reach for my phone. Maybe WhatsApp will rescue me. Alas, this app takes the squeezing I feel in my chest to a new level. From those who can’t fear their fear alone but decide to transfer it to others in form of advice on their status updates to those whose uncle’s cousin’s sister from China or Italy have one godforsaken tale to tell; to the conspiracy theory spinners who think China just wants to take over the world. The list is endless. Mark Zuckerberg’s app and its latest dark mode update give me no respite at all
For the next hours, I report on Coronavirus and take breaks to see more unsolicited coronavirus updates on my phone. The anxiety does not go, the squeezing in my chest does not ease. And the evening and the morning were the next day, and the day after that and after that…the life of a Coronavirus writer you can call it.
I AM TIRED OF THIS VIRUS is the simple summary of this memoir….and it will do us good to communicate hope rather than project our fears to others.
