Bonus: Pictures That Show Why You Don't Stop Living Your Life for COVID
What are you missing out on?
All of us only get so much time on this big, spinning ball of dirt before we check out. Maybe one day, we’ll solve that problem, and all of us will live as long as Methuselah, but right now, the upper limit of the human life span appears to be somewhere around 120, and percentage-wise, not many of us even make it to 100.
With that in mind, how many years of their lives are people willing to give up for COVID? I ask that because pretty clearly, a certain percentage of people just stopped living their normal lives after COVID hit. They stopped going to movies, to the gym, restaurants, traveling, or meeting with friends.
They justify this by saying that they don’t want to get the virus but as my favorite quotation of all-time goes,
If you keep living normally, there is a chance you can get the virus and if you do get the virus, it can frequently make you sick, less frequently make you very sick, and occasionally, it can kill you. No minimization here. It’s serious business.
Of course, so is missing out on your life.
Me? I do go to restaurants. I hang out with friends. I go to the gym. I do Muay Thai. I also travel. Since COVID kicked off, I’ve gone on four different excursions. It’s very true that I would have been safer from COVID if I had not gone on the trips where I took these pictures, but I would have missed out on a lot, too. It was a measured risk worth taking and even in the unlikely event that I die taking the next one, I’d still say that continuing to try to get the most out of life was the right thing to do. Look at these pictures that I took and tell me if you think I made the wrong call and would have been better off hiding away in my house. Then ask yourself, “Even if I’m justifiably afraid of COVID, how much of my life am I willing to give up for it?”
If you stop your life for COVID, what will you miss out on?
Thank you for the beautiful photos, John - all in the US? Me? I haven't missed out on a single damned thing I've wanted or needed to do. Refused to participate in the maskerade from day one - yep, cut my own hair, to boot! Haven't had one second of worry for myself, nor much for those I love - the risk has simply been too tiny to justify fear or worry. No vax for me, and it isn't because I'm afraid of it - I simply won't be hounded and cajoled by government fools. No thanks. I make my own judgements and decisions, with no help from the nanny state. Life is for living, not cowering in fear.