Hysteria and Kissteria

I arrived back from The Big Smoke two days ago, but haven't bothered logging into the blog because I've been: (1) tired; (2) busy; and (3) depressed.

Don't worry, (3) is nothing to be worried about per se; it's just a reaction to the constant inundation of news about Covid-19. It's all we hear about, but then that's because its impact has been surreal and nightmarish. Events are being cancelled, and this of course impacts up on the artists and people whose income is dependent upon festivals. Businesses that usually receive a bit of a boost when an event, be it sporting or artistic, is staged also lose potential income. My local supermarkets, with shelves bereft of necessities like toilet paper and hand sanitiser and vegetables, makes me feel as though I'm living in pre-Havel Czechoslovakia, and not the Upper Hunter Valley in 2020. Hopefully,  the virus will be contained soon, and we can resume normality. Hopefully the recovery will be a swift one. I guess for the time being we just listen to the guidelines suggested by medical experts, and just keep being Australians like our Prime Minister said. The second clause in that last sentence was sarcasm.

So many little things can accumulate and snowball. Last week, I caught up with family and family-by-extension. One of them, whom I'd not seen for many years, was not hugging people, and in other circumstances he would have hugged me. He introduced me to his spouse, and we just smiled and said 'Hello; I like to shake hands when I meet people, and this just felt alien and odd.

But aside from this, it was a very busy week, both stressful and fun. Why was it fun? Well, I got to go on a cruise around Darling Harbour for a Kiss cover band (Kissteria). They were supported by a Poison tribute band (Poison'us). It really was fun, and naturally I grabbed photo ops!

But, I must away. Have some research I need to do on some yoga terminology. To assist with correcting my cruddy posture, I joined a yoga class last night. I figure it will be easier to follow if I can understand the instructions given. It would probably also help if I had some type of acquaintance with the notion of being able to balance. By some minor miracle last night, I managed to not topple over onto my face.