Last weekend, we video-chatted with friends. Let’s call them the Es.
We visited them on a road trip in late 2019, just before Christmas.
The day we met up with the Es, we made our way over to their place after visiting another friend at work, swinging by a store, and eating falafel outdoors among a bunch of strangers. At the Es’ place, we met their family members, who were visiting from two different states.
That day.
When we talked to the Es and remembered all that, we collectively cringed. What were we thinking? All those droplets, in close quarters. All that contamination. What were they thinking, letting us into their home?
Here’s hoping we can be okay with that level of contamination again soon.
Wishing you all health and sanity. Functioning utilities. A vaccine in your arm. Land that stays where you left it. Crops that can ripen and be reaped. Rain, but not too much. Weather that’s mild by local standards. A general absence of plagues. And protection against whatever other disasters I haven’t considered.
This Glass Has Water 