I marvel at writers who constantly dash off fully formed thoughts and ideas, quickly turning them into plays, poetry compendiums, op-eds, novels, and witty bon mots for social media.
The tree in my backyard is dying. I don’t want to let it go.
In Chicago, public school is scheduled to start September 8, in just over six weeks, and the choices are not looking good.
None of us want to be here, but there’s more bad news coming just over the horizon.
I’ve always felt a crucial something has been missing from my interactions. Furiously attempting to connect with as many people as I could during the pandemic, I didn’t realize – as I finally do now – that I was missing subtle social cues that just don’t transfer electronically.
I’m so damn afraid of all of you. I’m terrified that three days ago you contracted Coronavirus and haven’t had enough time to present symptoms, but you’re already infectious.
This is the week when how long all of this will last began to sink in.
Here we are now, living through a major event that will most certainly earn pages in future history textbooks.
So much is changing so fast. What seems like normal today, would have been unimaginable last week. With video, we hope to document the change in our world and in ourselves.
This whole virus thing is overwhelming. It’s clear that the next couple of weeks are going to bring major changes to our lives.
Exactly how COVID-19 will impact our lives and change America in the coming months is a mystery, but it seems like a certainty that beyond our economy, activities we take for granted are going to change.