And so this is Friday and how are we all feeling? Shall I go right ahead and scratch out exhilarated, peachy and blissfully content?
A week away from the second anniversary of the first Lockdown it has the feeling of: same pandemic, very different shit. Maybe it's just not remotely feasible to hold everything together in that sense of common purpose we had for a time, not only those first weeks of halt-and-then-total-silence, but also the long Covid vacation - the between-wars - of Zero cases.
Sure felt good, though, didn't it, to have so much more of a sense of a prevailing common purpose than we can usually manage.
