Keep Your Distance

Normally when the lights go out and you can’t go out, there is only one thing to do.

This time there is a ‘social distance’ rule. Stay at least 6’ apart.

I’d expect that by Christmas, all those who are on ventilators would have to move aside for all the baby neonatal intensive care units with incubators.

This time it may be different?

Other than those wild kids on the beaches who are just feeling their roots, the family is confined within a space without outside intervention except for the Internet.

That person who you pass by every morning over a cup of coffee and a peck on the cheek and complain about the day until the kids are put to sleep and crawl under the sheets exhausted and smelly is expected to be a love interest.

Whether the magic is gone or not, the rule is to stay SIX FEET apart. This is for the good of the country and to stop the evil invisible enemy.

At least, that is what I’ve heard.

That close contact with hugging and kissing and passing bodily fluids is forbidden.

Everything has to be online. Make ‘friends’ on social media but you can’t take it to the next step of passing by the profile to see if they really are what they have posted.

If the spark lights, there is only one way to make the connection.