The new coffeemaker is settling in, at least today I remembered to turn on the warming plate so it will stay hot. I went wild and made myself a half carafe, so the second cup was built right in.

I don’t regret it.

It’s sunny now, but we’re supposed to get storms. At this point I don’t believe they’re going to materialize, but who knows? This is Chicago, after all.

I’ve ordered groceries, and here I wait. Yesterday, as I grew annoyed filling the virtual cart, I thought how great it is that I could just walk away and come back later. Hello 21st century.

On Wednesday I walked around an outdoor shopping mall without a mask, only putting it on when I entered stores. There were plenty of people without them inside, and there’s no way to know who is actually vaccinated. So we’re heading toward normal, but normal still laced with fear.

Maybe not fear. Maybe we’ve deescalated to “concern.”

Maybe.

I have nothing deeper than that for you today as the coffee takes its time kicking in. Just mild summer thoughts, and hopes for an expanse of days far safer and lovelier than last year.

Have a wonderful Friday and a fantastic weekend.

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