is it just me, or do others apologize to their pets if they bump into them or are late to get their dinner served?
Am I the only one of my generation, end of the boomers, who always just assumed, as we were growing up, the government was regularly listening to phone calls?
Are other people surprised by the vicious venom spewed in some of the longest FB conversations I’ve seen in a long time? And people getting shot over wearing a mask? WTF! I’d hoped the dog-eat-dog fervor portrayed by characters in disaster movies was an exaggeration, but we see some of that now during this pandemic.
Was I naive to expect our local, state, national and global communities to unite, working together to optimize amazing technologies and global networks in order to hit this pandemic from all sides? Apparently so.
Is it wrong that my bed is my favorite place in the world? Am I the only one spending more time in bed than usual?
Do others refrain from thinking about the future, concentrating on the challenges facing everyone in the next few months, and avoiding plans for the mostly unknown, certainly less than predictable, future beyond?
Anybody else have older dogs and, while you love them and enjoy the time left, also look forward to a house without dog hair and the freedom to spontaneously go and do? Or is that just a step too far?
When meeting someone who has future friend potential, am I the only one who cringes and rethinks said potential when you realize their view of the world is not close to one you share, but quite the opposite?
Are there other people who dislike cherries? Apparently, I haven’t met the one or two others in the world who share my aversion.
Surely, I’m not the only person married to someone with a view of the world I cannot see? Neither can we share our visions with each other without a pretty quick ramp up to raised voices. We agree not to talk politics.
Am I the only one who thought a pandemic would be above politics?
Anyone else prefer a rainy day to temperatures in the 90’s?
During this stay-home time, it’s good to remind ourselves we’re not alone. I would say, “We’re all in this together,” but it doesn’t really feel that way recently.
p.s. I almost forgot – Is anyone else self-rationing how many squares of t.p. you use? I keep thinking of Elaine on Seinfeld, “Can you spare a square?”