Have you, yes you, stopped to think of what it will truly feel like when the world opens back up, when our feet leave the earth in airplane cabin and we land on some distant shore? What will you experience, what will you feel in the center of you? I’ve not let my mind truly wander here, it’s too painful still being landlocked and still for a year now, but I dream of it, it sneaks into that place I’ve no control over, but escape to each night. I wonder what it’ll be boarding that plane, wonder what it’ll feel like settling into a rental car, driving off and getting lost again, finally. I know we’ll be off, I know we’ll float away like bubbles and pop with joy on some new stretch of road, but until then there’s not we can do but wait, but endure, but spread joy to those we can spread it to in the meantime.