“Yeah, no, I’ll pass.” She replied.
The reporter blinked at her mutiple times, “Excuse me?”
She shrugged, “Some people hated it, some loved it, some felt like it was an invasion into their rights. Some were completely idiotic and some relished in the 6 feet apart. Me, nothing changed. Being an introvert was the best thing I ever was. I didn’t want someone breathing down my neck, getting into my bubble space. I like wearing a mask because and people not seeing my expressions, only my eyes. The world needed this space but I didn’t like people dying, people saying it was fake, being sheeple. I didn’t like that this gave people more excuses to turn ruder. It showed that people do need human touch, human interaction.
It took a pandemic to show that.”
The reporter sat there shell shocked.
“As to my year in review, Dickins said it best, “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of light, it was the season of darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair.” -A tale of Two Cities
But above all, it reminded us to be humble and not to take for granted what we had, the freedom to come and go. It hurt the kids the most, losing their interactions, watching them stay at home, their education interrupted because no one knew what to do, misinformation left and right, it felt like a failed social experiments and yes the adults suffered but every parent said they wouldn’t want to be kid during the pandemic for the very reason of it was hard to explain what happened and why everything changed.”
So yeah this year in review, hindsight is 2020, there’s going to be a lot of people eating black eyed peas and doing other new years superstitions with the hope that 2021 is better.”
She stood up and walked away, a tear shinning at the corner of her eye.