There are many times in life when life turns down your best laid plans, your best intentions, your best wishes. The coronavirus has presented one of those times, and it forces us all to examine those plans. Do we recover by being the same person we were before, or do we emerge a different person. Do we change our plans? None of my plans have played out as I intended and the crisis threatens to erode them completely, but what if that’s the point? When all the doors you wanted have been slammed in your place, what doors are left opened? For years, I have wanted to make a website to store my life’s work and to create and to write and I did none of it. I always thought that it needed to be polished, to be in the right format, but when TV shows and personalities like The Late Show with Stephen Colbert and Late Night with Seth Meyers are reduced to looking like amateur YouTubers, I realised that the perfectionist in me had stopped me all these years. This website, the work on here and these words represent my best laid plans being dashed, and in its wake, I actually got to doing what I wanted.