Thursday, May 7, 2020

Love Me - Remembered

Have you ever seen a discarded sign on the road with the words "Love me" handwritten, with a black marker, on it?  I have not; however, a photograph of what I just described was taken and shared online at least a decade ago.  It was a very beautiful photograph, so beautiful that I could not help but leave my thought of it online.  Someone complimented me on my thought.  I was very happy as I normally just lurk around, do not ask or answer any questions, nor provide comments.

The forum I used to frequent as a mega young adult was askmehelpdesk.

A few years back, I tried looking for that photograph again and could not find it.  I vaguely remembers the image and vaguely remember my thought.  I believe my thought at the time was that someone made a sign, it somehow ended up on the road, someone took notice of it and decided to take a photograph.  I wonder if the sign was picked up after the photograph was taken or if it was left there for the next person to stumble upon it.

My blog is the same way.  I don't promote it, I just hope someone would stumble upon it and enjoy reading whatever they come across.

I digress, the "love me" sign was suppose to somehow connect me to my ponder about how the coronavirus might effect people with severe mental health disorder.  By severe, I mean people who do not leave their room even before the coronavirus.  People who do not respond to their parents or caregiver almost all of the time.  If their caregivers are struck with the coronavirus then what?  Will they take notice and seek help?  Or will their caregivers still be worried about them as they seek medical care for themselves.  I guess the isolation period make sense.  Best case scenario, everyone in the house recovers.

I am aware that information about the coronavirus is available online.  I have not look at it.  I don't want to be overwhelmed with information.  I have been attending to outstanding household chores so that there are more space in our family home for every member.  This is also a good exercise to determine what we have and what we lack; what requires regular maintenance and what does not.

I don't think I'll be building anything soon.  If I have time I may attempt to fix things.  If not, my broken spares are still useable.

Tomorrow is recycling day and my blue bin is filled with cardboard.

The green bin has one small pouch, the size is as small as a tea bag.  I might as well bury that in my own garden.  BTW, I made the small pouch with soiled paper!

Anyhow, g2g, l8tor.