Social Isolation: Day 35
Today it snowed, the wind cut through, and then the sun, then snow. I didn’t pass one person on my walk. What fresh hell is this? I think was Dorothy Parker, not in response to isolation, but to the doorbell or the phone. Today we learned we will be further isolated, sealed off from fellow humans, borders closed. Some Dorothy Parkers in our land may think “At last.” I used to be more like her than, say, the kindly Mr. Rogers. But today if you came calling, I would answer “Enter neighbor,” maybe muffled by my mask and while I sprayed you down. Still, the sight of you after these cold weeks, would be most welcome and, once the Lysol fumes had dissipated, my first breath of spring. S. Robbins, April 21, 2020
Sherry Robbins 