I wrote this June 14, 2021.
February 9-10, 2020: The death toll from COVID-19 surpasses the death toll from the SARS epidemic of 2002-2003. [Wikipedia]
Day 9 in Ubud and we found another cafe. I actually wrote a journal entry after we met Daria there. So, I’m a little confused about the timing.
Another Day, another cafe. We found Daria! Another lost soul from Shenzhen. She has a lot of energy and excitement for people and Ubud. Its quite refreshing. Last night I dreamt I was sick and I realized what a pain it would be. I haven’t a clue what would happen to me. It could affect people far and wide. I also see how easy it could happen. Today, we discovered and new restaurant and Daria. Daria’s plan is to stick around here and try to teach online. That’s a good avenue for me too, I think.
I don’t remember that dream about being sick at all. I really can’t remember being too worried about getting sick, either. I think I was aware how far out on a limb we were though.
On day 10 we found another cafe to write and work at.
Still pretty idyllic here. I’m existing day to day. Jill is having a very different experience. She works and thinks about what’s next. I feel as if I have no idea what’s next and what the plan is. I would probably make my way back to Shenzhen, that seems crazy. We still have not been to see the rice terraces here. I would like to try that. It’s hard to stop thinking about China and when they expect me back, though. My responsibility is a hook that I’m dangling on. It makes me want to cut the line. The virus is a big opportunity for a life change. Jill and I are craving something new, and now we have to make a big effort to get back to what we are tired of. That is what feels the most correct but then I’m back into the cycle of thinking.
We were still firmly trying to return to China at this point. We were simply on holiday until we were told it was time to return to China and we were thinking about where to go next on this holiday when our current hotel booking ran out on February 14.
That dog is pregnant. Or was. Maybe it is again by now.