Now is not the time to live in the past. Yet it's easy to think about how things used to be.
Remember eating just two inches apart, dancing in humidity, smiling in a room of echoing laughter.
Remember feeling safe at work, simply having work, wondering what to do after.
Remember what the world used to be.
Remember when teachers were just teachers, not saviors to home sanity.
Remember when doctors were just health workers, not heroes saving lives and protecting humanity.
Remember who we used to be.
We shouldn't dwell on the past. Or question the future. But there is so much uncertainty.
What if the sick get sicker, the poor get poorer, the light gets darker.
What if the enemy gets stronger, the weapons get weaker, the cure gets farther.
What if the world falls apart.
What if the sick get better, the poor get richer, the light gets brighter.
What if the enemy gets weaker, the weapons get stronger, the cure gets closer.
What if we figure it out.
We should just be in the present. But, what is the present anyways?
Being sick, lonely, scared, stressed about the lack of clarity.
Being home, walking dogs, baking bread, watching YouTube, Netflix, Quibi.
The time in which we live in will consistently be unclear.
But the destination is the controlled in-between.
Our mind is simply a broken time machine.