It was less than a month ago when we could still sit down outside to have a meal, not need to wear a mask wherever we went and didn't feel worried talking to people who weren't staying in the same household.
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| The phrase "social distancing" was not even invented yet! |
Over the course of 4 weeks, we've turned into nervous wrecks, compulsive, OCDs, stuck at home, with a lack of oxygen and sunshine. We think everyone else is infected and that the virus lurks on handles, lift buttons, and any other exposed surface - we are constantly washing, wiping, sanitizing, and suppressing our coughs and sneezes. In fact, when I have to cough in public, I end up being very self-conscious, thinking that the cops or the quarantine officers are going to come and grab me and haul me off for immediate isolation.
Do we remember the carefree days when we could talk to anybody, stand anywhere we want (without looking at tapes on the ground), not have to shout muffled words through our masks, and not feel that it is a crime to sit-down in public. Right now, we are constantly standing, making sure other people don't come within a metre of us and looking out for tiny invisible viruses everywhere we go - and trust me, I see them all over, so be careful!!