No News is Good News!

“Hope springs eternal in the human breast;

Man never Is, but always To be blest.

The soul, uneasy, and confin'd from home,

Rests and expatiates in a life to come.”

~ Alexander Pope

I'm not sure what it is like where you are,but here in Northern New Jersey, the lockdown is continuing.

On a daily basis, more businesses are closing and the roads are getting emptier and emptier.

Social distancing is relatively easy.

There is no one around!

The quarantine whether self imposed or mandated is real.

I have chosen to self quarantine. Not so much from others but from any sort of news.

I have turned off the television.

If I watch anything it is on Amazon or Netflix or Disney.

The only part of the newspaper I look at is the crossword puzzle.

When I am in my car, IF I turn on the radio it is to the local college radio station which never does news,occasionally giving me the weather and the traffic.

Quite honestly, I don't even need that.

I can look up for the weather and look ahead of me for the traffic.

There ya go!

Done deal!

No news whatsoever.

I have often said that I would be a happy as the proverbial pig in poop if I could just live in a cabin in the woods and have zero contact to any sort of news medium.

Not one thing in the headlines would have any effect on my life.

I have no need for politics.

I could care less about the human condition anywhere else other than in my limited circle of acquaintances.

Hollywood,showbiz, sports,the stock market,? None of them mean anything to me.

Just let me get up each day,make a pot of coffee and go about my chores.

I found out late last night while having a conversation with a friend that there was an earthquake somewhere.

Who knew?

And from my perspective, who cares?

I didn't feel it.

I know it's Springtime when I see buds on trees and robins appear.

The forsythia are starting to bloom.

It's Spring.

I'll know it's Autumn when the leaves start to fall.

It doesn't take a genius to figure out when Summer has hit. Or Winter for that matter.

I don't need some economic feature to tell me about my economy. I can count what's in my pocket.

And I will leave the swamp to the swamp creatures. I have never been to the Everglades and don't really need to. Giant swamp!

This self imposed mental quarantine is suiting me just fine.

Now if I could just afford to buy that cabin!

Shabbat Shalom!