To be honest, quarantine isn’t much different than my usual routine. I split my days between caring for a toddler and working from home. I’m used to monotony — both the comfort and restlessness it alternately brings.
But even as an introvert, I miss the things we’ve lost. Hair appointments. Long days of errand-running. Dinner out on the weekends. Hosting friends. Visiting family. In an effort to help slow the spread of the pandemic turning our world upside down, I’ve willingly given up these things. And despite the fact that my day-to-day doesn’t look that different than it did a month ago, losing the ability to abandon the day-to-day, even for an evening, has altered my attitude more than I’d like to admit.