For the past week, much of the UK has been hit by a sudden (and unexpected) bout of snow. From an initial flurry to a rise in lunchtime sledding escapades, it’s been almost refreshing for those of us lucky enough to not have to leave our homes for work or school. Since the beginning of lockdown 3.0, I’ve struggled to remain positive about the days ahead, finding myself unhappy each morning when I wake to discover its ‘Doomsday’ once again. But with the snow has come the comforting notion that we’re not being forced to stay inside, we’re willingly doing it. Thus, the thought of being ‘snowed in,’ and the concept of a cosy fireside lunch as opposed to frosty picnic in the park, has strangely helped me navigate this uncertain time.

And maybe that’s just it.

Maybe we should have been treating the restrictions as a choice all along.

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What are your thoughts on this?

Do you think it’s a valuable mindset to have moving forward?

Let me know in the comments.

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