After a month of staying home unless for groceries and occasionally gas, decided to drive out to the city just to see what was going on in the world. The roads are pretty deserted. Most parking lots are empty except outside grocery stores and some restaurants offering take-out. Passed by the hair salon I usually go to and thought about the young lady C that does my hair. She is only a few years older than J and very hard-working. I have been reading about house calls barbers are making these days and wondered if C is doing that as well. It maybe a long time before I see her next. It was hard to even imagine that time and in our current situation frivolous too.
We will suffer loss in one of many forms - some more than the others. I read somewhere that there is a 95% probability that each of us will lose someone we know to this pandemic. Many among us are forced to stay apart from our loved ones - much longer than we expected. We may experience drift in ways that are new. You may learn what it means to feel and be alone - what part of it is pleasant versus intolerable. When things turn "normal" we will bring that drift into our lives in some form. It could be simple change of habits and priorities to more profound things.
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