I’ve had enough of staying home. It’s been two months now and I’m feeling it.
The days are bleeding into each other. Last week I lost one whole day. I don’t know where it went. It didn’t tell me.
The nights are quiet – no overhead planes – not even a dog barking anymore or the roar of my neighbor’s motorcycle at midnight. Gone too is the noise from our neighbors who love to take their parties to the street.
I want to rush to my second-hand bookstore except they’re closed. I’m raiding my own bookshelf for titles to read. At the moment I’m reading how to do electrical wiring in the kitchen. I need a few more lights and wall sockets for my high-speed blender. I want to make smoothies with all the broccoli Alf keeps buying.
I’d like a walk by the beach, but I’m sure I’d be stopped, handcuffed and dragged away to the nearest police station.
I’m cutting my own hair and that’s not a pretty sight. The right side is shorter than the left so I’m walking lopsided to compensate.
“Do you think I’d look good in a pony tail?” Alf said.
“Better than me,” I said.
“Okay. Don’t be upset if I look furry.”
“You already look furry.”
“Your hair is migrating around your neck.”
“The Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde look.”
“More like Herry Monster from Sesame Street,” I said.
“That was before my time,” Alf said.
Calvin says, “Aren’t you glad I don’t need grooming? I’m hunky gorgeous all year round.”
I’ve heard people going to the beaches, opening up their businesses, and gathering with their relatives even before California opens up again.
People are fed-up. Living at home day in and day out is not the best way to live a life. People need people. Even if it’s people they don’t typically want to spend time with. Nowadays, even those look attractive.
We’ve hit a wall. We definitely would not thrive on an island. Or even on a cruise ship anymore. We’re made to roam in forests, on beaches, and on mountain tops.
I’m not sure we’re ultimately made to live in high-density cities like New York and Tel Aviv. Cities like these are made for commerce, not humans.
We need to see green things, breathe fresh air, walk for miles, and feel the sun on our faces.
After this lock-down is over, we’re going to be streaming out of our houses like ants from an anthill and heading for the country. It better be ready.
Calvin says, “Don’t forget us, we need to run and bounce and chomp on the clover fields too.”