Mondays, the universally dreaded day of the week, often come with a lingering fatigue from the weekend and a fleeting promise to take things easy. This Monday was no different. As I stumbled out of bed, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep, I made a mental note to keep things simple. Little did I know, the universe had other plans.
By midday, I was greeted not by a mundane workday, but by a virus. It crept up on me stealthily, taking my heavy meat suit down with it. My nose was blocked, my throat felt choked, and a heavy fever set in, making every movement a struggle. As I lay in bed, overwhelmed by the symptoms, a question loomed large in my mind: “What have I done to deserve this?”
This moment of self-reflection reminded me of an episode of “How I Met Your Mother” (HIMYM) where Marshall asks Ranjit when he could be crazy. Ranjit, with his usual wisdom, responds in the negative, emphasizing that sometimes, things just happen without any grand reason or fault.
As I lay there, under layers of blankets, it became clear that this virus was just one of those random occurrences. There was no grand scheme or cosmic punishment; it was simply my turn to face the common plight of humanity—getting sick.
In a world where we often seek meaning in every event, it’s sometimes comforting to accept that not everything is within our control. Illnesses come and go, often without rhyme or reason. What truly matters is how we respond. Instead of dwelling on the why, we should focus on recovery and self-care.
So, as I sip on warm tea and allow myself the rest I need, I embrace the simplicity of this realization. This virus, though unwelcome, is a reminder to slow down, to listen to my body, and to take life one day at a time. And perhaps, next Monday, the universe will greet me with something kinder than a blocked nose and a heavy fever.
Later.
Jd
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