Category: Japan

I’ve lost track of the weeks since the Covid-19 pandemic swooped in and changed my life. I could tally up the trips I’d expected to take, mark the weekends I’d planned to volunteer with an outdoor program, but that seems like an unhealthy direction to dwell. I could count the loaves of raisin bread I’ve baked and eaten, or look up the number of times I’ve used my yoga app, or the video selfies I’ve taken of my quarantine trapeze. I could add up all the hours I’ve spent on video conference, add in the number of people I’ve interviewed and hired without ever meeting face to face, and think back fondly to the time at the beginning of all this when connecting with friends by zoom still felt like a connection, and virtual happy hour still felt happy. Are you depressed yet? Me too.