The Virus

Yow

How's it going

I'm doing great by myself actually. I've been better but it's more than enough for now

Well anyway, the COVID-19 virus is getting out of hand. I mean seriously, the lineage of this virus keeps going out of control. It's like every month, there's always this new variant and each country developed yet another of this virus. I'm aware about the human evolution taught by Darwin where humans evolve from monkeys.

No wonder I like banana

However......

it took thousands of years to evolve into Homo Sapiens. Within the range of almost 2 years, lots of countries breed more of this virus and it gets worst. I thought Delta is horrible enought but then came Omicron. Yup, another variant of this damn virus originated in South Africa.

I know for sure that God won't drowned this earth again after 40 days and 40 nights of unstoppable rain back in the days. But that doesn't mean He is out of method to wipe out humanity.

I think I should stop here. I don't want to create yet another catastrophic event by enraging God even more. Just follow the health protocol and keep wearing mask. Trust me, you don't want to have a meeting with Covid. I've experienced it once and decided to block him immediately. Probably if I have the mood and willingness, I'll be more than happy to share it with you this near death experience.

On Sunday, the believers went to church or having a Sunday service online while the non believers having a short escape from reality. It's kinda unique to see how things have changed for every religion since the beginning of the "new normal". I don't have to worry about buttons flying of my shirt or loosen zip which unlocked my gentlemens area. I also don't need to worry about people snoring, eating, or babies crying beside me. I know it's very rude to wear shorts and T's on Sunday sermon but I can't help it. Although God is always watching, you won't get much attention as in church where people will see you from top to bottom. Seriously, those glaring eyes are annoying especially when you're late.

And speaking about the preacher........

Last Sunday sermon, she's basically talking about how humans should live their life with honesty. I happened to experienced lots of rich people who brag about their wealth but unable to help others in needs. Dude, if you can't afford to give offerings every week, don't talk shit to me.

After the Sunday sermon, I went to another church for Christmas band practice (not happening though). Along the way, it became a habit for me to speak on my own fluently. Some people call it day dreaming, but I started to preach like Bill Gaither (the priest) in front of millions of congregation. My "daydream" vanished instantly when arrived at the toll gate. I mean seriously, when I try to write it in here, the memory just slowly faded because I felt conscious and unconscious at the same time. I'm no psychiatrist but that shit felt real.

Should I try becoming a priest? Probably not right now.

Soon after my arrival, The church council summon me to help them buy Christmas decorations. Very well, anything to celebrate the birth of baby Jesus. The only thing that bothers me is what happened with last year's decoration. This phenomenon happens not only in church, but also in every household. The decoration magically dissapeared after being used.

Poor decoration are being treated like a hoe....

For the decoration, we went to "nearest" store to keep the wallets happy and parked inside an old shopping district right next to it. The store is actually located inside a crowded market.

Really

In the middle of Covid?

You gotta be kidding me right?

Umm.........I'm afraid not.

I mean, no matter how infectious Covid is, people need to make a living while trying to save money and local market is the solution. Besides, there are lots of people still think that Covid is just a myth (unfortunately not). So as long as you fully vaccinated, wear mask and wash your hands, that's more than enough. You know what, I don't want to discuss the COVID thing again but it's inevitable.

Anyway.....

They started bargaining right away and to kill some time, I walked around the market. I always have this feeling that I've been watch by many people.

Bruh, you're walking in the middle of an ocean full of people

Well, that's not the problem. The problem is within the fat. Honestly, if you have body like mine and live in Asian countries, you will stick up like a sore thumb. It's a different kind of racism with "Black lives matter" in America. It should be "Fat lives matter" in here. The fat one lives with limited options of nearly everything except food ( which makes it worst). Even the beggar here also targeting fat people, hoping for a share of fat. Well, if I can transfer this fat like money, I'll do it without hesitation.

When the bargaining frenzy is over, time to hit back on the road. Unfortunately, I parked in a valet parking zone which costed more money. Fortunately, the security didn't monitor the area so I make a run for it and escape from any additional charges.

Remember, don't try this at home because you have to try this inside a parking zone. One more thing, treat your Christmas decoration as part of a family and not your hoe ( because b**ch is rude). Don't waste it if you're going to use it next year.

Alright then, I guess that's that for now. Hope I can catch the mood and motivation to keep writing because one of the difficulties of being an ADHD is the consistency. However, I believe that everything I encountered comes with it's own unique story which become the only inspiration of this writing.

After I scroll this chapter from beginning, there hasn't been lots of explanation about the ADHD part. Maybe it's because I haven't done much research about this matter. I try not to think of this as a major obstacle and decided to turn it into a story that I can share for others.

Basically, this whole story is nothing more than just a collection of random events that I've experience as an ADHD.

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