We had a LOT of fun plans for this year, all of which were obviously canceled. Until March 2020 my sense of time was intermediate – what was set to happen in a few weeks, next month, later in the year. If a trip was supposed to start on Saturday, then it was in the back of my mind all week – what to pack, printing tickets or washing the car, finding a cat sitter, checking the weather, etc.
That’s changed for now. Instead, my sense of time is split between the very immediate present and the distant indefinite future “next year sometime when there’s a vaccine.” The intermediate future of 2 weeks or a month away looks like more of the present. Since the present is actually okay, that’s good.
Many Happy Returns 