I finally traveled outside for the first time in three weeks.
The same streets I once knew are becoming forests
Overgrown and maintained
Everyone wears a mask, and rarely looks you in the eye
Streets are quieter, and there are more cars parked than moving
I have realized most, that I miss the noise of a bustling city
I miss the loudness of a room with mixed company
I miss the sensation of a simple hug, of a hand shake, of a kiss
We are not hungry, we are not thirsty
And yet we are left craving more than I had ever hoped
The city around me is becoming a forest as days go on
And the lives this has changed, has taught us more than we had ever hoped
I remain strong, and hopeful we will keep the lessons we have learned closed to our heart.
