I can't believe it is already Sunday again. Not like things "flew" by per se but I feel like I just sat down to write last week. Not sure I am cut out for a self imposed schedule. Luckily a few interesting things happened this week. As Governor Mills tentatively begins laying out a path for the "re-opening" of the state people are actively becoming more opinionated on the path forward. It seems in some ways that for at least a while we found a certain solidarity in fear. There were of course outliers who scoffed at precautions but it did feel that as a whole there was a united front. As the initial shock wears off, and people start to go stir crazy as the weather improves, that front shows its first signs of fracture. For myself I feel curious as much as anything. There is a lot of talk about things "returning to normal" and I'm not convinced that isn't overly optimistic. Not in some melodramatic way about the fundamental structure of society changing necessarily but I wonder if there will be little leftovers from this shared experience. I wonder if handshakes will begin to fade away as a common greeting. I wonder if some people will take to always wearing masks. I wonder if we will take to standing six feet apart.
I admit that all of those things raise in me a little twinge of sadness. We need to be safe, we need to be smart, we need to listen to the people who know more than we do, we also need closeness. We need community, we need friends we can see regularly. We need to be able to smile at our neighbors. As we balance being smart with being social I hope a reality manifests that allows us to be both.