The Covidays Project
My daily routine did not change a lot due to Covid-19.
I am a musician who works mainly in the comfort of his
studio. I haven't had a live gig in years and my routine with
or without quarantine is pretty much the same.
The change I experience is through my young children who are the
primary victims in soul from this pandemic.
I feel it through my wife who cannot stand staying in one place for more than
I experience it through my parents and through my concern for their health
(both physically and emotionally), though friends that in one day turned from very busy singer/actors/musicians to people that are out of a job and are struggling to see a future, though my students that do not know what tomorrow will bring and through the terrible strangeness in going outside and seeing that the world is looking at me behind a mask.
And it is taking a terrible toll on me and on everyone else.
A toll that Crips on me from behind and jumps when I am not ready and chokes me.
As I was editing this clip one day Yonatan, my 7-year-old child walked into my studio and watched the clip with me.
I asked him how it made him feel and he said in his unending wisdom and sensitivity: "It is as if it's 2020 all over again".
I hugged him as strong as I could, kissed him on the head, and choked.