Word of the Week #286:
Does it ever happen to you that you return to a place after a few weeks, and you feel like you can’t quite connect with everything and everyone that you thought would be waiting for you when you came back?
And I’m not talking about a disconnect so wide that the world around you would suddenly be unfamiliar. On the contrary, everything seems like it should be similar. There are no discernible, tangible changes. And yet, the disconnect is just enough to be jarring. Enough to make you wonder if everything has changed, or have you.
Now imagine having to move from city to city pretty much every single month of an entire year.
Then, all of a sudden, the first lockdown hits and leaves you stuck in complete isolation in an unfamiliar place for 3 months.
Then you move again and spend another month in isolation.
Then the lockdown ends, and you find yourself suddenly surrounded by a group of people.
Then you visit the place where you were stuck before moving to a third place for another month.
Then move back and find yourself surrounded by a new group of people.
Then another lockdown.
Then more people.
Then again move away.
Then again move back.
Sigh.
Fun.
These have been a fun few years.
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