Just heard the new Covid Lockdown and feel a little like this picture.: Watching rather than participating. Last week I wound up having 4 meals out in two days. It felt a little excessive, but now I’m glad I filled up with “adventures”. Looks like I can still meet people outside wearing masks. so I’m off to circle dance with a couple of other women friends tonight.
This collage had me thinking of living in North Vancouver but later in life identifying very much as a “city person” and especially as Kitsilano resident.
It reminded me of carpool trips from North Van to UBC in my late teens and early 20’s and reflecting on life since then and how much richness was waiting for me on the other side. New worlds; new vistas; a cup of tea; a glass of beer; so much was waiting.
Did you have a bridge you crossed from one world to another? Tell me about it.