We live in a world that is busy and frantic, scurrying around like coked-up ants. Its a mad house of billions of other inmates. The weird part is, we really thought we were invincible, didn't we?

And yet we were brutally, coldly exposed to just how fragile our lives are in a few tiny months of human history. I find it strange that time passes without us really noticing until something happens like this; and sure, time is passing always and things are always happening. But these things that happen normally affect us on a small-group level. An individual level.

Never in my life have I experienced something so drastic that it affects every single one of us all at the same time. Its something that "shouldn't happen". But as Bill Gates said in his TED Talk so perfectly and almost crystal-ball accurately: "we are not ready for the next pandemic" and "if anything is to be a huge killer in the next 20 years, it won't be a war - it will be an outbreak of a new virus".

He was bloody right.

We weren't ready, were we?

The strangest part of all this, perhaps, is just what it is taking for us to fight off this parasitic, vile common enemy. A vaccine won't be ready for another year, drugs have conflicting evidence and at the moment it is simply about control: that's what I've been told, anyway. The objective is to stop everyone becoming ill at the same time so our hospitals aren't overrun - sounds like a good idea, yes? Yes. It is.

That's not really the strange part. What it is actually taking is NOT the government's advice, its NOT the medical expert's advice, its NOT anyone's advice. Its how people take that advice.

You'd hope with lives at stake, everyone would take it and stay at home, self isolate if necessary and not risk themselves or, maybe more importantly, others. And yet parks in London are crammed with sunbathers, parks near where I live are filled with people playing football and lounging about with friends. People at supermarkets are piling their carts with paper plates and plastic cups like a greedy, disposable-tableware addict to throw their 'its-just-another-flu' houseparty.

We're fighting a war where we only need to stay at home to win. And we're losing.