After-Easter Update

Easter went as well as it could, considering I was sitting in front of the television watching the service streaming from Holy Transfiguration Monastery in PA. It was lovely, but hard not to have the joyous shouts of "Indeed He is Risen" echoing around me, nor feel the energy of everyone's joy. Hopefully next year...

I did take Monday off work anyway, even though I'm still WFH, but I probably would have anyway because I had a migraine. I was foolish and indulged in too many dairy and meat products and port wine after being basically a vegan teetotaler through Great Lent. Bad idea!

As for the world, I tried not to read too much news during the Paschal celebrations, so it was catch-up today. It sounds like tensions are rising between those wanting to reopen the economy and those who, you know, don't want a bunch of people to die. And yes, I know things are really bad for some people, and that I am very blessed to have a job, a work-from-home capable job, a good emergency fund, and no loans. But too many of these protestors are more concerned with their rights than the actual reasons people need to get back to work, and despite being conservative this drives me nuts. It's like anti-vaccers, and believe me nothing raises my blood pressure like anti-vaccers. This is not the government trying to take away our rights to assemble. This is people taking precautions so that people don't die. I heard an analogy in a similar way: If, during WWII, you refused to blackout your house because it interfered with your 'rights', you would not only be putting yourself in danger (which is actually your right) but everyone else in your town because your lights are like a 'bomb me' sign to the enemy. You are not allowed to yell 'fire' in a crowded theater. Rights have limits.

OK, getting off that now. The other thing I've noticed with this stay-at-home thing, is that I'm dreaming more vividly. This is apparently happening to a lot of people, between it being easier to sleep longer and general stress. Last night I dreamt I was in my great-grandfather's hometown in southern Italy (I visited a few years ago), and I serendipitously met my best friend's cousin there (I do not even know if my best friend has a cousin). Then, when we were at a talk on the beach (this town is actually in the mountains of Basilicata and no where near a beach), a slow-moving tsunami began overtaking the town. Everyone had to keep moving to higher and higher buildings and hills as the water rose higher and higher. Eventually everything subsided and we all had to go to a refugee camp in Greece.

I always know I'm stressed with the giant wave dreams happen (as has been a recurring theme all my life). I've also had several dreams about Italy recently, which tells me I'm worried about my relatives there (I met a few cousins during my Italy trip, and the email I have for them hasn't worked in the last few years). I may also be worried about my best friend as she (or her random cousin) has shown up a bit, too. I've considered writing down my dreams more, but we'll see.