I miss...

Liberty and the pursuit of happiness

I miss going to the grocery store and throwing random things into my cart. I miss Taco Tuesdays at the local taco joint. I miss milling around and shooting the breeze with all of the local yocals. I miss not feeling that we're all in some kind of 'hostage crisis' with something we can't see. I miss going to bed at night and just laying my head down on the pillow without a care in the world. Now, my eyes are wide awake and you just can't shut this corona thing off without it creeping back into your thoughts.

Getting out of comfortable good-for-you habits and replacing them with ones that cause me isolation, frustration, self-degradation.

Awww yes, the newness of relationships. Why can't/doesn't that last longer than the honeymoon period? At what point do common kindness, thoughtfulness, keeping private actions private, listening to what you're saying, good manners all get dropped for farting, never saying excuse me, picking your nose or blowing it at the dinner table, interrupting what you're telling them constantly.........

Man, how I miss that feeling of being cherished, wanted, held, comforted without getting unwanted advice, simply listened to.

Best to stop now. But yep, I can relate.

Going to a restaurant where they hand you a laminated menu instead of telling you to scan a barcode with your phone to look at a menu online.

Eating inside.

Meetup groups that actually meetup.

I miss being able to count on people.

I miss - Everytime I throw a water balloon!!!