Post-Pandemic Plans
Build a house, feed my family, get the hell off screens
There are resolutions and then there are plans. The empty middle between these two extremes has been my curse over the course of these pandemic years.
But no more. I am finally paring away the hazy hoped-for from the concrete-realizable. It’s these real things that will be the focus of my writing here as I re-boot my Medium work for 2022.
It’s not that I did nothing from the moment I stepped off my last flight in February of 2020 until now. I did get COVID and recover (the alpha variant, thank you very much). I did publish a couple of short books — one on quitting my smartphone, the other on shrinking my carbon footprint. I maintained a terrace garden down here at Ground Zero in Manhattan. And I homed in on the kind of diet that works best for me for cardiovascular health and weight loss.
You may still feel young and healthy. But how many years of actual productivity remain? Can you really afford to leave any more of those years unplanned?
But it all felt kind of, I dunno, divided and aimless. Yes, yes, it’s all pointless in the end, but more and more I’ve found that when I have a clear set of goals and stick to…
