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What Does a Post-Pandemic World Look Like?
A year ago, the United States joined the rest of the world in navigating a once-in-a-lifetime health crisis that mandated an indefinite lockdown and quarantining to help combat the deadliness of COVID-19.
Weeks before New York City became the epicenter of the mysterious coronavirus that arrived from God knows where, I was preparing to retire from an extended hibernation that was never meant to last as long as it did.
Two years prior, I made the difficult decision to cut my losses and give up on the unrealistic dream to recapture the magic of LA, that I had woefully taken for granted more than a decade earlier, when my unrequited love for NYC forced me back to self-masochism.
Being out in the world with reckless abandon had done its worst, and I was tired, disillusioned and terribly unhealthy on all fronts. It was time to choose a more doable path back to reasonability, and I needed to be sober and alert in order to recalibrate life goals.
Moving back east to reconnect with family members and rediscover my roots was exactly what the doctor ordered, and perhaps the gloriousness of no longer submitting to the thankless 9 to 5 grind that leaves little room for personal pursuits was the luxurious status that couldn’t end.
