ABC 142: On the feeling of not being ready to go back to the way things were
It feels tone-deaf. It must be couched in a half dozen disclaimers and acknowledgments of privilege. I feel guilty even typing it out. But I’m gonna miss the pandemic.
The pace. The simplicity. The introspection. As the light starts to peek through a keyhole at the end of this endless tunnel, we’re forced to confront a return to a life of jockeying for space on the train, bopping from backyard barbecue to rooftop birthday party, and ordering one more round even when we’d all rather be home on the couch.
I loved this short essay from Anne Helen Peterson (substack-ception) because it put words to something I’ve felt but wasn’t sure how to express: I am both champing at the bit and not quite ready for this chapter to end.
I love how she describes being “gripped by a weird, overarching hesitancy about the month of, oh, June, something like obsessing over the first day of middle school and then refusing to get out of the car when you pull up to the entrance.” The comment thread below the piece is worth the read as well.
Here’s the piece: No, I’m not ready
P.S. Sharing the smooooooth new track from Anderson .Paak and Bruno Mars.
P.P.S. If you’re interested in following along my journey of writing my first book, I’ve been sharing video updates on Instagram.