I can’t believe it’s been 100 days already! When I started this in the first few days of 2020, I never could’ve imagined the events of these past 100 days. At the beginning of this project, I was slogging through a demanding job and living the rest of my life on autopilot. Now, my job—and much of the world—has become unrecognizable due to Covid-19. Despite that and the challenges of self-isolation and social distancing, I’ve managed to refrain from reverting to autopilot. I’ve managed to continue living every day even though it’d be much easier to just exist.
That’s thanks to The Spontaneity Project and a conscious decision to do something every day. I’ll reflect more on this experience over the next day or so.
Today, I had to go pick up a prescription, so I ventured out of my house like Marlin leaving his sea anemone (Finding Nemo, anyone?). I decided to take the long way back and drive through town. Now, remember, I live in a small, rural town, so when I say “town” I mean the quarter-mile strip of road that comprises “downtown.” It’s mainly an attraction for tourists seeking the authentic small-town Southwest, but it’s also the place to go if you’re a local seeking something to do other than wander the aisles of a grocery store.
Or, at least, that’s how it was prior to the pandemic. Now, it’s deserted. The majority of people in my community haven’t been taking Covid-19 seriously, so I was surprised to see the town so changed. But as I drove through, I thought of the ghost towns I heard about as a kid; growing up, my family would occasionally go to this old mining ghost town—essentially what passed for a theme park in the Southwest.
I pulled over and snapped this picture of the scenery from my car window before returning to my house. I think there’s something to be said about the prominence of the fence, but I’ll leave that for you to decide.
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