The Corona Virus has created a strange atmosphere for me. When I packed up my stuff last Thursday and realised that the first year of university could be over, this created a depth of anxiety of how serious the situation was. Instead of heading into class and saying hello to my peers, and talking about each other’s weekends, I’m now sat on my bed trying to stay on top of my learning in an atmosphere that doesn’t quite feel the same.
The only normality that I have found in these past few days was going to Longleat Safari Park for Mother’s Day and my mum’s birthday. Even though this virus has created unsettling worries and fears, the safari was surprisingly busy. It was filled with families in their cars eating ice cream and taking in the sights of the animals. No one was talking about the pandemic and not a single face didn’t have a smile on it. It was freeing in a way. I was watching the tigers out my sister’s car window and they didn’t have a care in the world. They had no idea what was going on around them as they laid out in the sun. Not even me and my family talked about the virus, we were all hooked in by the animals.
That was when I took it upon myself to try and do as many normal things as I could whilst sticking to the advice from the government on social distancing. Doing my normal evening run was something that I could continue as long as I was careful. I adopted a green thumb and helped my mum with planting seeds in the garden and making the most of the nice weather over the past few days. I have taken this opportunity to read more. I’ve had a large pile of books bought for me over Christmas that now has my name on it.