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No and never

The coronavirus has taken so much. Dining out. Nights out for movies. Spontaneous shopping. Ball games. Stress-free outings anywhere. And haircuts. Handshakes. Hugs.

Since mid-March, I’ve been to a grocery store once. To a Target store twice. To a restaurant twice.

Every outing is both liberating and dispiriting.

Liberating because of the obvious. An outing delivers temporary freedom from our new and tiny normal: house, yard and neighborhood.

Dispiriting because heading out reminds what we’ve lost – and that every human encounter may bring harm.

Reversing course in a store aisle to avoid close contact feels abrupt. Rude. And necessary.

Was that a dirty look?

Does he think I stepped too close?

Does she see my mask as an ideological statement?

May I please simply shop without all this mental freight? Please?!

We hang on to “normal,” whatever that was. I’ve left recurring events that occur no more in my digital calendar – a reminder of what was and a middle finger to a virus.

Example: “Choir rehearsal, 6:30-7:30 p.m., Wednesday.”

Rehearsals have been suspended. But delete the event?

No and never.


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