An addendum: I have realized the issue is not that I forget. Which is, of course, not ever entirely I meant, if that means that my memories of events, places, and people will be erased entirely. Although, I have found that it is very easy to forget about everything that happened from March to May—everything that happened virtually. The Zoom calls, the cheese tastings, the play readings. The FaceTime dates, the endless days of texts and reading. I think that those two months, which were specifically the lockdown experience have been distilled into a feeling that has simply washed over the whole year, even as I went about a "normal" life, simply with a mask.
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An addendum: I have realized the issue is not that I forget. Which is, of course, not ever entirely I meant, if that means that my memories of events, places, and people will be erased entirely. Although, I have found that it is very easy to forget about everything that happened from March to May—everything that happened virtually. The Zoom calls, the cheese tastings, the play readings. The FaceTime dates, the endless days of texts and reading. I think that those two months, which were specifically the lockdown experience have been distilled into a feeling that has simply washed over the whole year, even as I went about a "normal" life, simply with a mask.