In a culture of constant consumerism, incessant competition, and individualism, the paradox of social distancing has depreciated even the most common-sense norms of cultural etiquette.
We are now dubious and suspicious of everyone and anyone, as they could be a potential virus-carrier or transmitter. We have become even more isolated in our homes, opening our door only to those we know well and failing to make any new acquaintances.
We have a routine that, albeit different to the one we used to have several months ago, is still something that keeps our life somewhat normal.
Yet, the entire way that our lives have changed this year has highlighted the fact that in essence very few people are happy and/or satisfied with the life they have.
Self-isolation, quarantine and lockdown has raised the curtain to everything we hid under the carpet and failed to acknowledge for so long. It has lifted the veil from our eyes and cleared our vision on the relationships we have, the people we surround ourselves with, but most importantly, who we truly are.
It has also exacerbated our sense of longing to be somewhere else – anywhere else – than our current location. Removing someone the choice of doing something, automatically makes that option desirable and spurs a reaction.
But the honest truth is this: No-one wants to live where they are. Everyone wants to live in a fantasy.
But the fact that even our futures no longer seem certain, let alone, controllable, makes even that fantasy world appear bleak.
The trick is to create your own circumstances, realising your fantasy by exploiting where you are at each precise moment.
Not easy, but very possibly worth it.