So whatever I said about you, 2019, I take it back. I always thought there was something ominous about the way you looked at me in the rear view with your staring eyes and squiggly sideways eyebrows, and, well here we are.
Apart from feeling sad all the time, I’m one of the okay ones. I live in Sydney and healthcare is good and we’re staying indoors, mostly…. my teaching at both Western Sydney U. and U Sydney has moved online, so I still have a job. I’m one of the lucky ones. Apart from feeling sad all the time, I sometimes remember to hope, to wonder what it will be like when we all emerge? What the world will look and feel like, and how long it will take us to stop mourning those who didn’t make it, to stop grieving for the very normalcy that helped get us here in the first place.