Center of Her Own Attention (135)

She writes in prose, for the simplicity it involves.

The tension is where good things come out- where they are formed and congeal into the tangible. When she feels under pressure, she problem-solves.

All parts of society don't quite recognize one another anymore. Each a whole unto itself, each protected and isolated.

The scope can not be calculated.

What do you do with a new reality, new information, new procedures and protocols? Do they soften you or do they break you?

Or do they elevate you?

She is open to new ideas? She chooses option A- accept and endure.

It is her daily cure.

These new concepts however, rattle her world view, her sense of self. She somehow loses touch with responsibility and trust.

As she isolates and doubts- community is a must.

What is it like, she wonders.... what is it like to be a virus, not alive until you conquer. Spreading from host to host, causing havoc and health decline.

Either malignant or benign.

What would it be like to be that confident? To be that contagious, to cause so much fear, you shut down a society- from which you do not hail.

Few invasions have begun on such a large scale.

What would it be like to be a raconteur, to lighten the mood through poignant and accessible anecdotes and stories? To spread joy and laughter, instead of fear.

Year round holiday cheer.

She is the center of her own attention, she distracts through restraint, contingency, certainty.

She digs in to them earnestly.

She repeats "Never appeal to a mans better nature" especially in turbulent times, when everyone is focused on themselves.

Filling their refrigerators and shelves.

Hello world, is there something you want to tell her?

Verbal perambulation, she is surveying, touring the virtual landscape.

Her locale taking shape.

She has created her own municipality- She knows its borders, its neighbors, its fortification.

Its her personal nation.

For she is the at the center of it.

On the mayors thrown she sits.

Her attention wavers, fluctuates like an oscillating fan.

She is doing the best she can.

She is the inquisitor.

And if she focuses on her borough- she will be able to accept visitors.