WFH, WTH, WTF?! A Quarantine Diary

I bet y’all could sense a blog post coming. If you’ve been a morganification.com reader for a while, you’d know very well that I only ever post when I find myself having an excess of time to indulge myself in a write-up or two. As you may have guessed, this is one such time.

Blogging feels so anachronistic to me at this point in time and I absolutely love that. Now, I know what you’re going to say. How can blogging be anachronistic? Everybody, their mama and their mama’s bookclub friend that she met in line at the grocery store has a blog these days! You are absolutely right. There are millions of fashion and lifestyle blogs on the internet just like this one. But I haven’t stumbled across many that feature good old fashioned opinion pieces and day to day musings about the state of one’s life in relation to the state of the world. I don’t know the last time I’ve seen one of the personal blogs that I frequent post a life update or just let their readers know what’s happening on the daily. Instagram stories don’t count. They just don’t.

There’s a great article on Man Repeller written by Harling Ross that speaks about the shiny beacon that truly reflective and unfiltered writing is at a time like this. The piece, titled “I’m Clinging to Personal Writing More than Ever Right Now”, is Ross’s plea for personal essays that capture the essence of an individual’s experience navigating the world during this unprecedented time.

I feel this so hard. I’m a nosy-ass person by nature and I want to be all up in people’s business. I want to understand how others are feeling. (This is desire to connect with others is a hallmark personality trait of mine that I discovered after taking the Myers-Briggs personality test. ENFJ’s where you at!?) I want to know how you’re coping, how you’re breaking down and how you’re dancing through it with copious amounts of your favorite wine. I want hilarious anecdotes about trying to cook and exercise and work and exist and not lose your mind while staying in. I want to know where your thoughts go when you have nothing but time to sit on your bathroom floor, paint each of your nails a different color and just think. So give your iPhone flash a chance to do something other than provide lighting for pictures of your pasta at that over-priced, under-lit Italian joint. Get that thing out and shine a light on the scary, cluttered, un-renovated basement that is an idle mind. Maybe you’ll find something worth dusting off and bringing upstairs.

Since I’m craving more personal writing, I’m going to start practicing what I preach. Look out for some new lifestyle posts coming your way very soon. I’m excited to start writing.

Alright, enough about me. What’s going on with you? I am so sick of analyzing what’s going on with me, so please, indulge me. Head over to the contact page and drop me a line.

I can’t wait to hear from you.