I am on my 36th day of the quarantine and now have so many ideas, fantasies, dreams and nonsensical stories in my head that I have to let some of them go. My brain is just too crowded and I seek some relief. So from my brain to yours…..

• Every day is like groundhog day with differing degrees of “meh”. This morning I woke up at my usual 4am very depressed with feelings of hopelessness and despair. I knew I had to get out of this pity party and for the last few hours have been working on my psyche. I danced wildly to James Brown, Jackie Wilson, Junior Walker & Allstars and the OJ’s. That was immediate satisfaction. I meditated and fell asleep as usual. Feeling better. I went outside for my morning garden walk searching and finding tiny slivers of joy. Now I am feeling copasetic and cool.

• I am sick of the internet telling me what to eat, what to wear, where to go, how to solve everything, how to fight boredom, how to stay busy, what to cook for dinner, how to keep pets happy and what to feed your chickens. (I made up that part). My chickens with their tiny little brains are always happy.

• I am not amused by people playing stupid games on social media. I seriously do not give a shit about the color of your aura, your white trash name, your angel name, who you look like, what celebrity you would be if you were a celebrity, what flavor your life is, what color you are and bla bla bla. AND it is how you give up all your personal info to hackers.

• Toilet paper seems to be the new currency. People are fighting over it. People please, there are many ways to clean your privates. Toilet paper did not always exist. And what’s the deal with water? Did these people never drink water before the quarantine and shouldn’t they have been washing their hands all along?

• I think Walmart is the new theme park. Parents taking their kids there on a field trip, the day’s outing, adventure, the only place in town to go where you can hang out and see all your friends. And by all means, make sure you can still buy alcohol, cigarettes and guns. What a great combination, huh?

• How many ways do you really need to know how to make masks?

• To those who say, “I’m bored”. Do you not realize that boredom is a choice? and a myth?

“‘I’m bored‘ is a useless thing to say. I mean, you live in a great, big, vast world that you’ve seen none percent of. Even the inside of your own mind is endless; it goes on forever, inwardly, do you understand? The fact that you’re alive is amazing, so you don’t get to say ‘I’m bored.'” ~Louis C.K.

“Being bored is a choice. There’s no such thing as boredom in the world. There are only people choosing to be bored.” –Dr. Wayne Dyer

As technology grows, our imagination starts to dwindle. Our imaginations are now tailor made for us, manufactured by the many sources of entertainment. I myself am guilty of the consumption. This means an increase of people choosing boredom. People are unaware of the amazing powers that lie dormant inside them.

You have tremendous, amazing, and astounding creative powers within you. At all times, they are waiting to bubble up to the surface. Waiting for a pen to touch paper or your fingers to touch a keyboard. Waiting for the voice inside to be expressed.

You don’t deserve to be bored. It is a disservice to the creative genius that resides at all times within you. You deserve to know your own greatness. You deserve to be everything you believe that you could ever achieve. Don’t be bored. Be bold.

• I am severely bothered by people who have drank the orange kool-aid and don’t think there is a problem. I dislike social media with a passion but when I do peruse it, it is full of jokes, cartoons, memes, gross inaccuracy and games This is not going away and our life will never be the same. And actually that is a good thing. A chance to make things better. Step up.

• I have been text flirting with a dear person who I was involved with over 45 years ago. He is 80 and I am 70. We live so far away from each other that visiting will probably never happen. But just to have that connection from my past is satisfaction enough. We have such a fun history together and the reminiscing is absolutely tickling my fancy, so to speak. Thanks, Buzzy.

• The weather has been (in the last two weeks) a pluviophile’s dream. Rain, lightning, thunder, hail. I love it. I am suspicious of sunny days. I always think they are hiding something.

• I have repaired and hung about 20 wind chimes. It is a relaxing symphony under my huge oak tree. The other day I was having a Zoom meeting with colleagues and one of them said, “I can’t hear anything. All I hear are wind chimes”. I said, “Oh sorry, it’s me. I’ll move.”

I feel so good now after this release of used brain cells, that I am headed out to the studio to get lost in creativity. I sorely miss all my friends and coworkers. Never knew how important you were to my mental health until now. Please leave me a comment and let me know how you are.

Namaste, DeeDee