Yesterday evening, I took my kid to the rink for the first time in seven-ish months. She had to be dressed in full gear except for helmet and skates. There would be no dressing rooms available, no parents allowed into the arena, no use of the water fountain to refill bottles of water.
How the world has changed. Continue reading “The coming months of isolation”
I was just out picking up one of the cars at the body shop.
Driving up a busy artery of western Toronto I looked at all the traffic around me. It’s hard to believe we’re still in a pandemic – there was hustle and bustle everywhere.
There were key differences though between how it was last summer and how it is now:
Continue reading “About pylons and student musicians”
Every night I look at the global covid maps. I want to see how other places are doing with reopening and easing of restrictions.
I leave America last. Sometimes I skip it all together. Sorry, it’s not you, dear readers, it’s your dear leader…😳 Continue reading “Edging closer to the covid-abyss”
Disclaimer: I’m feeling sorry for myself. Don’t be rude or obnoxious in the comments, I’ll block you. None of my self-absorbedness in this post means I’m not anxious or active in other, more important things going on in my family, community and beyond. This post isn’t a tally of what I do for others; I don’t feel like justifying myself to anyone today. This is my blog and today, this is what flows out of my head and into my keyboard. Sorry not sorry.
Some days I feel like I’m living inside a bubble.
I don’t mean to imply the bubble is an isolated, lonely entity of solitude, because there isn’t much of that despite still staying home most of the time. I just mean the lack of external obligations has me more isolated than usual, and for longer than usual. Continue reading “Living in a bubble”