I don’t know if it’s from lack of sleep this week or watching too much Zero Punctuation or being wound up at work but I find myself feeling talkative for once.
Home office is continuing for another few months on account of everyone at my job apparently mistrusting each other to respect social distancing measures while in the office. Honestly, this is fair, and there’s hardly a point to go back and have social distancing measures in the office when half the staff use public transportation, and for sure no one’s bothering on the trams and buses any more. That’s one official reason; I suspect it’s more to do with the fact that social distancing measures in said office involve closing the canteen and the free coffee machines there. The Swiss government may say that coffee isn’t a necessity for life, but you wouldn’t know it from the way people drink it here.
Restrictions are relaxing in Switzerland. Mass events still aren’t allowed, but people can go back to work providing social distancing measures are in place; if that can’t be guaranteed then people can still work from home if they choose and are able to. Judging from what I see walking around town, life is largely back to normal, albeit with extra physical distance and hand sanitiser. It makes my office seem unbelievably cautious in comparison, but it’s true that there might be a second wave of cases. We don’t know what will happen, and waiting to see what does happen seems prudent.
By the way, home office is awesome. I feel very lucky to be able to do it. Routine is established, I can wear what I like, and I can pop out to the shops whenever I need something. While I do miss certain colleagues, I’m at heart an introvert who hates office life and whenever we go back will be too soon. Especially when weeks like this one happen.
I suspect I need a proper holiday.
Writing is ongoing. That’s really all I have to say. I have to remind myself every now and then that it’s okay for my day job to get my energy and attention, much as I sometimes despise it thanks to weeks like this one. Plus I have to exercise and cook and run errands. These things take up remarkable amounts of time. If the next few books get dribbled onto paper over the course of years, then that’s what happens. Whatever. They’ll get out into the world eventually and I’ll have a pension at the end of it regardless. Stressing about it accomplishes zip. I left my last long-term job for multiple reasons (and I wouldn’t go back to it, fuck no) but one upside to total disengagement was how much mental space and energy for writing I had. I might have to put this reminder on my wall.
I’ve binged all of ATLA and Community instead, sue me. Plus multiple movies. Finally saw Crazy Rich Asians, which was very enjoyable and made me want to go back to Singapore. Next up is Force Majeure.
Highlights of the month
- National Theatre‘s free performances. Frankenstein was incredible!
- I made vegan Biscoff ice cream and it’s not bad!
- The weather has been gorgeous. Sunny, warm, with occasional bursts of thunder storms. Love it.
- Listening to Olly Alexander talk so eloquently about books he loves and is inspired by was such a joy, such a treat. One of the books on the pile that he doesn’t mention, but which I recognised, is The Line of Beauty by Alan Hollinghurst, also a good read. On a personal note, I rather love that this musician takes inspiration from novels – I admit wholeheartedly that I get so inspired by music (including his band’s) while writing.
- Music: HAIM are releasing a new album in drips and so far it’s wonderful.