Month: April 2020

The Wearing of Masks

by Bart Leahy, posted in Personal, Philosophy, Uncategorized

Thanks to some crafty friends, I’m doing my best to stay lighthearted with my health-promoting masks. However, I won’t deny this simple fact: I hate wearing them. And yet, here I am, in the mix with everyone else, doing my very minor part to stop myself from inadvertently sharing anything in my nose or mouth that might get someone else sick (I hasten to add that I have no symptoms, but then like most Americans, I also haven’t been tested). Continue reading “The Wearing of Masks” →

Forced in on Myself

by Bart Leahy, posted in better future, Fiction, introversion, Orlando, Personal, Philosophy, poetry, science fiction, space exploration, Technology, Writing

I’m not expecting any great “transformation” or personal insights during this period of enforced isolation. They could happen, mind you, but I’m not expecting or forcing any. What follows are my thoughts about the state of my soul before and during this shared crisis called pandemic. Continue reading “Forced in on Myself” →

The Inside Job That Won’t Go Away

by Bart Leahy, posted in Uncategorized

My moods have been roller coastering through this coronavirus crisis, and I’m finding the effort to maintain my optimism hard to maintain. My morale can shift multiple times in a day. Despite dispensing a lot of semi-useful advice on the professional blog, I’d be lying if I said I had my collective s#!t together. This is when being a “highly sensitive person” (or equivalent) has a tremendous downside. Today I’m going to talk to myself and try to remind myself of ways to think constructively in the midst of constant turmoil. Maybe my reminders to myself will help you. Continue reading “The Inside Job That Won’t Go Away” →