I am on edge as I swerve, avoiding people coming the other way. It’s not that busy, not like town used to be on a Friday night, but it’s more than I am used to. The streets, the buildings peering down on me, the cloud streaked skies have replaced the four walls I longed to escape. And now I have, heading to one drink with friends, I am overwhelmed. I take a deep breath, try not think how the thing that keeps me alive is still laced with danger and plough on. One more step in the right direction.
Lynn Messing
21/1/2022 11:25:13 pm
You've captured well the ambivalent feelings of one beginning to take the long road back into the community. I won't say "back to normal," since whatever the future holds, it will likely include a world very different than it had been in 2019.
Sue Clayton
22/1/2022 12:48:49 am
One step, then two steps. A new journey begins.
Sandra James
22/1/2022 02:22:00 am
You are not alone, Brian! Well written and perfectly describes the feelings of so many of us. Comments are closed.
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