How to get out of a pandemic funk

"IT will be great to welcome you back to New Zealand sometime soon." This advertisement at the bus stop, while attempting to convey joy and hope, really grates when I see it. It harks back to what is normal. And only serves to reinforce a sense of the "new normal" that we are faced with.

This new normal is not what I want. What I want is the old normal. Whatever confusing morass we are in now that hamstrings my activities should be a step towards gradually reverting to the good old days, which seem like a lifetime ago.

And yet, as I try to move forward while complying with renewed, then relaxed restrictions, inertia has set in with a vengeance. I find myself exercising and cooking less, and dabaoing more, and watching more TV while I am at it.