It’s sunny again today, cold but sunny, and at least the sunny is a step in the right direction. That heavy fog has lifted, both the literal one and the metaphorical one and I am, once again, able to string thoughts together at a pace slightly faster than a snail.
So good for me.
Though I won’t get too enthusiastic, there’s always more weather ahead.
Yesterday was a day of errands, and the things that had an upside before the pandemic, like a trip to Costco, just don’t feel the same anymore. There were too many people, and the variety has decreased, and it just doesn’t feel…
The same.
Maybe it never will. Maybe those little details of life are gone forever, the fun of browsing for example. While not looking at a screen away from maskless coughing people.
Certainly there were people in the store pretending it was the same, or maybe they weren’t pretending, maybe for them nothing ever changed. But it didn’t feel genuine.
It felt like the other side of the teeter-totter, defiantly opposed for those of us in masks, this air that everything is as it always was.
What’s the point?
Reality doesn’t care if you believe in it.
Let’s not pretend, let’s create new little joys, ones that acknowledge what has been while leaving room for good things in the future.
And with that, I wish you a wonderful Wednesday.
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