The world wobbles on its axis. Strange that there is nothing outside this current crisis. When I did humanitarian work in the past there was always something outside it. Here there is nothing outside, no escape for any of us. The GF and I have had a few conversations on what we should do. The only thing we’ve decided is to stay on in Taipei for now. He has some in his family in the UK who are almost certainly down with coronavirus; some in my family are extremely vulnerable such that they would almost certainly not survive the disease and it’s my duty to be with them. The safest place to be seems one that we can actually go to, but it’s very far away from both our families and the rest of the world. Meanwhile country after country is shutting down, new borders springing up, aeroplanes grounded, will we even have the choice? Will we have work and money, which is rapidly diminishing with stock market crashes and imminent recession? Will the world as we knew it just a few weeks ago still exist a year from today? Two years? Two months? And so, wobble wobble.
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