Equal parts delight and dread
How is it August? How is it that we've been in lockdown for five months? How is it that the U. S. elections are in three months?
On the one hand, not commuting or traveling is a huge gift. Two hour walk in the middle of the day? There's time for that. Editing that essay again? Totally have time for that. Cooking intricate recipes? Time for that too. Just being out under the blue sky feels so nourishing. My whole nervous system has slowed down (in a good way) as these silver linings of lockdown have become the new normal.
On the other hand, my spidey senses are alert - it feels like August, September and October are going to be a rough carnival ride for America. Our meager social safety net is fraying and breaking, election season will be scary ugly, we still don't have any idea how to navigate life with the virus.
It's gonna take a lot of stamina and faith to get through whatever's coming next. . .