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Then came March 2020 and pandemic struck. We were all forced indoors. We began homeschooling. Working from home. And it turns out that being stuck indoors on a magical island in Maine isn’t that much different than being stuck indoors in a suburb in Delaware: Things get boiled down to the That’s What I Do I Play Games And I Forget Things Pikachu Pokemon Shirt but I will buy this shirt and I will love this absolute essentials. At first, I wondered if I should have better prepared myself and my family? Should we really have learned those fire starting skills? Order a bow and arrow and learn to hunt the wild turkey and deer on the island? Built a doomsday bunker? Moss as toilet paper? And then I’d get an inter-island email about a community fire circle (masked and distanced, of course) where all islanders were invited to vent or talk about our feelings, or someone would show up with a pie at our front door, and our hearts would once again be lifted up.

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A person can survive with very little, but without others, a person cannot thrive. And then, at some point in the That’s What I Do I Play Games And I Forget Things Pikachu Pokemon Shirt but I will buy this shirt and I will love this midst of all of this, we started watching survivalist reality shows. The sun would set (sometimes as early as 3:30 p.m.) and we’d hunker down inside and I’d be reminded that yes, someday I should learn how to forage, and that a shower is a damn luxury. All this was true and blatant, but, you see, there’s more. At some point, I began to see a pattern. In every season of the show, participants dropped out not so much because they were hungry or uncomfortable. In the end, it was the isolation and loneliness that prompted participants to tap out. They couldn’t handle the solitude; eating porcupine intestines was easier than sitting in a tent for the 20th day in a row. That grand prize of half a million didn’t matter; family mattered. Relationships mattered. Altruism. Community. Through the screen, I saw this, but I already knew this. Humans are not meant to be alone. My island community had already shown me this—that community is more important for sustainability and survival than solitude, than selfishness. What I know now that I didn’t know when I first moved here was that self-reliance is valuable, but community involvement is vital. A person can survive with very little, but without others, a person cannot thrive.