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What Is There To Look Forward To?
A trip to Kentucky to observe Passover with my family.
A trip to Washington, DC to visit other family and to attend a work conference.
A concert at my favorite venue.
The first public reading, in a local bookstore, my writing group was going to have.
The Kentucky Derby itself.
All postponed or canceled.
Here we are, with all this time on our hands, our calendars wiped clean of all the things we were looking forward to, not to be replaced or filled with anything until further notice.
All this time — and no anticipation.
When you plan a vacation, part of the fun is the time spent looking forward to it. What you’ll do, where you’ll eat, what you’ll see, just imagining getting away and not working for however long. Even if you just drive an hour away, you can look forward to some excitement, to creating new memories, seeing familiar faces (or being a stranger in a strange land), the chance to experience a chunk of days in ways differently than you normally would.
Spending all this time physically and socially distant, at home, alone, I can barely distinguish what time is anymore.
What day is it, and does it even matter?
