Where does all this dust come from?
Where does all this dust come from? I’ve unpacked the bags
and broken out the cameras for the first time in god know how long. It’s time
they got used, having sat unloved for over a year. They are covered in dust. I
don’t know how, but it seems to get everywhere. Then again, not going out much,
my hygiene standards have dropped to what even I would consider to be an
unacceptable level.
As the country opens up, I’m hoping to get out of the house
more. This will mean doing some cleaning, which I’m not happy about. After a
year working from home, the view from my window has grown boring. The spare
room/office carpet has become threadbare from pacing between meetings as I desperately
tried to maintain some level of fitness. Every day the same. Sat on my arse,
looking at Zoom. And more Zoom. And a bit more. My work life blurring with
personal, as there is no separation.
Sure, I have been out taking photos, but they have been
rather boring, partly due to me looking for the boring, but also by the dearth
of people around and any opportunities for socialising. I’m not really into
landscape photography and while I’ve enjoyed delving into the macro world it
has made me realise how disgusting the world is, and how many tiny little
creepy crawlies inhabit my life that I wasn’t aware of.
Pandemics seriously curtail certain hobbies as will be
attested by many. I’m certainly ready to
get back trackside. But teams need to get back to training safely, rebuild
skills and fitness before any competition can take place once more. The journey
out of lockdown will be a long one.
When that journey is over, the cameras will be ready. I have
dusted them, honest.
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