Escaping the Solitude while Driving the Familiar

Yesterday I went for a drive north, then came back, chose another destination, then changed my mind again. While stopped at a red light at the end of Exit 10 I saw a minivan with what looked like three or four adults in the front and middle seats and many children piled into the back.

So much for social distancing.

I miss seeing my friends though we speak during the week. Shopping has become a project: put on gloves, a mask and steer clear of other people. We miss doing things effortlessly and smile at each other from safe distances. The owner of a restaurant I frequent to order dinner for mom and me closed and temporarily fired his employees, he told me. There’s not enough take-out business for him to stay open; he hopes to rehire them in the future. He’s not alone.

That’s the other part: who knows when this will end? Teenagers on my street walk shoulder to shoulder, texting; people coming off the bicycle path waiting to cross the Bronx River Parkway stand inches from each other. How can we manage?

Thursday I met a neighbor I usually hug when greeting. We waved to each other across the lobby and chatted for a few minutes from where we stood, the new normal for now. Stay safe.

I’d like to know what you think.

Copyright © Janie Rosman and Kaleidoscope Eyes 2020

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