I’m enjoying watching the young boys playing at Corktown Common right now. I’m also enjoying seeing the rabbits come out when the boys run off. I am glad to no longer be listening to Carl’s 29th birthday next door with the ‘har har’ of brash young men and the cloud of cigar smoke washing  across my yard.

I appreciate the boys’ focus on play and the now. I miss being able to just do something and be in the moment. I really wish I was better at simply doing what I want.

I may be getting tired of the city. I’ve occasionally pondered leaving, but the pandemic is certainly exacerbating that feeling. The things that make a city fun are not really possible right now.