Quarantine journal — will we change?

It’s been one week since the Spanish government lifted some of the restrictions. People in my age group can go out every day between 6 am and 10 am and between 8 pm and 11 pm. I feel weird. A strange mix of “oh yeah” and “what the fuck”.

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Morning bike ride — one the few pleasures of the “de-escalation” phase

The more things change, the more they stay the same.

Every day I woke up early in the morning and went for a bike ride to the beach. The first morning I stayed out for about 3 hours and 40 minutes out of the allowed four hours. The government’s recommendation is to go out for one hour. I think. I don’t know and I don’t care. Fuck them! I’m going out!

Behaviors change all the time. Values tend to be constant throughout our lives.

Looking at myself, I had the same set of values since adolescence. I chose logic over emotion, I am an atheist, politically I stand on the right, I value friendship: I am closer to my friends that I am to my family. I believe in science. I am a humanist. I am a capitalist. These core values endured through decades, breakups, fuckups, changing jobs, or moving countries.

Whenever people tell me “you’ve changed” there’s a fat chance that I just stopped acting the way they wanted me to.

Whenever people tell me “you’ve changed” there’s a fat chance that I just stopped acting the way they wanted me to. I generally get these from people I have superficial friendships with. Like when I stop drinking (for a short while), smoking weed (for a short while) or doing stupid irresponsible shit (again, for a short while). One of my behaviors changes, we’re losing the one thing we have in common and they’re reacting to that.

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