It's been about a month.

I miss the in-between.  

The Thursday bus driver who always arrives three minutes too early. 

The familiar faces of strangers all crammed into a box on wheels. 

The chance to check in with Ira Glass and Lakshmi Singh on my commute. 

The changing of scenery. 

I don’t like the lack of lingering. 

How when the meeting is over, we don’t all leave through the same door. 

How we all drink coffee from different machines.  

I wonder about the future.

If my eyes will turn into pixels. 

If everyone will have flat butts and kyphosis. 

If the robot’s plan to takeover the world was inspired by vampires. 

I’ve come to realize that solitude has more to do with harmony amongst my internal selves than it does with proximity to my neighbors. 

That loneliness has more to do with not being seen than it does with feeling isolated. 

But I’ve been going on more walks.

And I am more okay with and saddened by my own eventual death.

And thankful for my life. 

Of interest 

1. Article/Video - Kendrick Lamar and Jazz. Kendrick's albums should be listened to like a good audiobook. 

2. Quote - "It is empathy, not regulations, that will create a different version of masculinity in our nation, rooted in love instead of dominance. But transformation happens only in the hard light of truth." - Emily M.D. Scott