It’s more days today than there are days in a month. I can’t say I look forward to life returning to normal,because I no longer know what normal means.
There are parts of this new life that I love; people reach out more. I hear from friends who are normally so caught up in the busy of every day that I seldom hear from them. People make time to reach out and be social, even they wouldn’t do that in the course of daily life. I don’t look forward to that ending.
I don’t look forward to tourists walking in the bike line or sharing a Monday train with a bunch of red eye weekenders who came to smoke weed or have a bachelor party or both.
I do look forward to interacting on person with my colleagues: having a quick chat beats a phone call by miles. I look forward to going to the theatre and dancing lessons and seeing a film and going back to my hobbies. I look forward to going to the beach and seeing if the waves are any good for surfing. I look forward to mountain biking in the park and travelling to new places. Maybe not tomorrow, but definitely one day.
While this is a strange and difficult time it is forcing me to take stock of what makes me happy and who is the person I want to be. What is a hardship is also an opportunity.
Be kind. Stay safe