Choosing my own adventure

When I was a kid, I absolutely devoured the Choose Your Own Adventure books. I loved them because I loved reading. I loved them because the options seemed limitless. And I loved them because I had control over the ending. I read each one multiple times, trying to end it differently each time.

Control is awesome.
Options are nice.
Sometimes neither is available.

I hadn’t intended to write again this week, but some of the messages I got back from people let me know that I was definitely not the only person stuck under the HowMuchLonger rock. Evidently, there’s a contingency of people that are hitting the same wall at the same time.

I was thinking about that this morning. Thinking about my LONG HAUL acronym and thinking how nice it was to sit down and write yesterday. Writing is my thing. It’s how I choose to create. And I’ve about decided that creating is the key to surviving all this bedlam.

To create is to bring something into existence. In a world where things are closed, cancelled, and restricted and where content has dwindled away, what could be better than bringing a new creation into that? I write, so I’m going to write every day. Every day, I’m going to look at that day as new content. As a new story to be told in maybe a slightly new way.

We are all masters over something. We are all creators of something. Some people cook. They get creative with spices or ingredients or how food is arranged on a plate. Some people take awesome or interesting photos. Some people do interior design. Some people paint. My daughters have taken to painting coasters. Bring your drinks over. We have so many coasters.

Some people think they are not creators because they are left brained. Into numbers. Good at organizing. I could guarantee that even those people (though I do not understand them) are also creators. They are the ones making cool looking flashcards for their kids with multiplication facts. Making their silverware drawers look like they are ready for battle.

If you are stuck under the same rock I was, maybe the answer is simply to create. Every day, create something new and put it into the Coronaverse. Make a flashcard. Bake a casserole. Rearrange a room. Redesign the bedroom of some hoarders that live in your house. Write something. Color something. Paint something. Photograph something. Decide at the beginning of the day what you plan to create, create it, and then reflect back on it at the end of the day. The next day, create something different.

We may not have power over germs or jobs or activities or government, but we do have power over some things.

Create.

There are some endings not available to us right now. And all stories require wearing a mask. But there’s still some freedom to choose our own adventure.

So I think I’m gonna.