Taking stock of my life and the things that are no longer a part of it, in the year and some change since the global pandemic began.
As per usual, all thoughts and feelings are my own and I would never claim to be speaking on a global perspective or even a city-wide one. I am also not an expert on anything besides my own human interactions and experiences.
Even then, I am barely an expert.
The only thing I am probably an expert on is crying at work and (maybe) the Jonas Brothers.
Things In My Life That Are Gone & (Likely) Never Coming Back
The blissful years of my life I had never heard of the word “cheugy”
Grocery store salad bars
Trusting the person blowing out the candles on their cake before I eat any of it
Letting strangers kiss me on the mouth (or anywhere else)
Not being icked out by movie theatre seats
Feeling comfortable in jeans (for a multitude of reasons)
Shaving my legs/armpits/arms/toes/the strip of hair under my belly button
Eating out of a shared bowl of chips at a party and/or funeral
My Facebook and Twitter accounts
Any love I had for James Franco
Being able to sleep without my midnight snack: melatonin gummies
Group hot yoga
Believing “it’s just allergies”
Some of my friendships (okay, a lot of my friendships actually)
Stimulus checks
Airbnbs
Being able to say I’ve never seen an episode of Frasier
Not spending 4 hours at a time on TikTok
All of the high heels I sold to Buffalo Exchange
My attention span
Some family members bc death
Lately 