Shows come and shows go but the music sticks around

A show will come in out of the blue then dissappear into thin air like a bubble bursting as soon as it surfaces. Thats what Covid is like. Ive had 3 or 4 of these tenuous, transient offers in the last few weeks. Here one second gone the next. My gig list currently has 2 shows on it - they seem to have survived so far. Im not looking any further into the future than that. Everyone in the business is hedging their bets. So am I. In a way, we artists operating outside the mainstream have always hedged our bets. We're used to it. We are savvy to instability. Covid has just intensified things by putting what was already shifty onto even shiftier sands. I learnt long ago that it's best to just focus on the things I can influence, like finishing a song or an album, enjoying the day job, being with family...stuff like that. The latter is a tough call because half of my family are locked up away from me in Fortress Australia. At this point my writing begins to slow because its very hard to put how that feels into words. I move away from the pain, tell myself that Im not alone, compare my situation to the far worse situations of others who have no-one and nothing. Not a even a country. "Im lucky compared to them" I tell myself. Its a mental strategy I use to pull myself up by the bootstraps and to not feel something thats too hard to feel. But working on music - I have that, always. Shows come and shows go but all I really want to do is write music and record it so I can hear it back to see what it sounds like. Thats it..the shows can wait. Below is a picture of how I am hard-wired for survival. The music sticks around