IN BETWEEN DAYS - Brittlestar’s Weekly Newsletter - Issue #52
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IN BETWEEN DAYS
When I was 15, I had a serious girlfriend.
No, really. We were together for about a year or so.
A tumultuous year of romance. LOTS of arguments, drama, walking away, chasing after, making up, arguing again and repeat ad nauseam. It was a lot.
I used to walk over to her place from my house. It was a 45 minute walk and I loved it. No drama. It felt like its own reality. Between my house and hers, EVERYTHING was calm and good. I had no hassles. No worries.
Stone in my shoe? Fixed.
Cold? Zip up jacket.
French Formula hair spray not keeping bangs up or down? Fix in reflection of store window downtown.
I felt I could manage everything comfortably and at my own pace.
When I’d arrive at her place, I’d step back into the regular world already in progress. It was jarring but I knew I’d be able to slip back into the In Between place on the walk home.
(This was in the days before mobile phones, so I don’t know how kids today could do it. Turn their phone off? Whoa whoa whoa… let’s not get crazy here.)
I had the realization this past week that I’ve kind of slipped into that In Between place while we’ve have hunkered down for the pandemic.
I’m lucky. I know that. I’ve been able to continue working from home throughout the pandemic. If anything, I’ve been busier than ever… BUT I’ve been pardoned from all of the real world things that cause me discomfort like going out, talking to humans in-person, etc..
For a guy with a bit of social anxiety, these past couple of years have been the perfect excuse to stay in my comfort zone (read: sweatshirts and slippers… pants too… usually).
Last night, I realized I’m going to have to leave these In Between Days soon (I’ll still listen to the song by The Cure obv).
My own pace is starting to feel like not fast enough for the real world again.
However, as we cautiously emerge from the pandemic, we need to join the real world again.
I think for a lot of us, that’s going to take a bit of getting used to… be patient and be kind.
It’s gonna be good.
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Author (pictured during French Formula addiction)... HAD A GIRLFRIEND