Normal Times.

I miss normal times.

Whatever normal times might be.

It’s not like I didn’t do much before the masks and shut downs and carry out restaurants and store shopping. But I miss the idea of just going somewhere without wondering if I was going to catch the plague.

And that’s what it is, really, the plague. Because you can just go out one day and the next be on a hospital bed struggling to breathe. I’d like to go to the bookstore again. And just look at books without feeling rushed because germs. Or to the movies or something. Or just go to the store and walk around and enjoy life.

Did I even enjoy normal life before? It’s hard to say. Now I want it back, even though it bored me before. I hope we all enjoy life like it was when it gets back to normal. Or travel or just walk down the street to the normal life again. Especially with Thanksgiving coming up here in the U.S. in a few days.

I’ve been trying to keep my kitchen stocked lately because I’ve got the feeling that we’re going to go into a lockdown again and I don’t want to be going out during that. Not that I want to go out now, but even still.

I want to start blogging regularly again. The only way I can get my ideas rolling is if I keep writing. But it’s so hard to get started sometimes. That’s the biggest step, getting started. I’ve probably mentioned that before.

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