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The COVID-19 pandemic has caused not only financial devastation, but irreparable damage to the U.S. population: 1.5 million Americans have fallen ill and nearly 90,000 have died. Numbers so large tend to lose meaning to us, but there are thousands of families, coworkers, and neighbors that will bear those losses for the rest of their lives, long after we’ve forgotten them.
The COVID-19 pandemic has introduced tremendous anxiety into our lives. Our jobs, relationships, and routines have been irrevocably disrupted, and a path to normalcy (whatever that means anymore) is unclear. Above all else, however, we’re anxious about falling ill. For many in America, the greatest concern lies not necessarily in the disease itself, but with the bill that comes afterward.
Dear admitted students,
As I write this, it has been more than three weeks since Penn made its decision to shift all coursework online and evict students living on campus. I’m still in shock, and nearly every day of the past week has brought another major event in both the Penn community and my local community in Northern Virginia, where I am now.
Like many of my peers, I’m still in shock. The past couple days have honestly felt like a dream; it’s difficult to stomach the fact that by the end of the week, I have to move out of my apartment on campus, and finish the rest of the semester from home. Even as a sophomore who lives three hours away from the University, coronavirus has been stressful enough for me.
It’s midterm season. For some, this week marks the end of the first set of many exams; for others, it marks the beginning. For many of us, however, mid-February is the first time in the semester that we really hit the books in earnest. It’s the time of year when the pendulum in Penn’s “work hard, play hard” culture swings toward work.