Moriarty Naps

Living here during the Coronavirus outbreak… is off. The food and shows are shutdown. The good people are still there, but responsibly also self quarantining.

For a month now, my world’s been reduced to four blocks:

…maybe you’ve made similar ones.

Unfortunately, even at the top of the month it was clear no one knew how prevalent the virus was. I decided to wait until sufficient testing was being done in NYC to know the relative risk. If there was a window, I think I missed it.

Will be making more of these maps, seems like.

Obviously the degree to which this has effected you varies depending on your personal, home, and oof, work situations. But while everyone’s physically apart, it’s been interesting to see the similarities in experience. A certain baseline of trauma that seems universal. The same gut fears – an uncertain future and desire to make sure loved ones are ok first and foremost.

My ‘typical day in March’ map is probably pretty darn similar to your current one. Regardless of geography, you have your homestead, grocery/pharmacy, and maybe the nearest hospital.

Because everyone’s equally far away, they’re also equally close in a way. The promise of the internet delivered, we’re all connected and tucked in a screen. Location and geography be damned!

This isn’t necessarily new – teleconferencing has been around the past 10 years and calling people has long been an option. But that everyone is in the same situation has made it easier to appreciate, and a lot easier to just reach out.