a sunday walk

While most of the country slowly reopens, NYC remains closed. 

Its streets remain painfully empty.

down second avenue

Its pedestrians remain masked and socially distanced (to a degree). 

a store limiting the number of shoppers inside

Its non-essential businesses remain closed.

our  neighborhood toy store

And some, like my favorite furniture store (Homenature), have shuttered (am hoping their other two stores will still open at some point).



One NY Times journalist recently wrote, "Weeks into quarantine, New York is a strange combination of the normal and not-normal, the ordinary and the surreal, the mundane and the unnerving."

While another noted, "All over the country and the world, people long for what has been taken by the pandemic — some of it universal, some of it specific to that place, that city, that town. But the loss can feel almost impossibly strong in New York, in that what’s gone are the very reasons so many arrived."

The only reason to go out now is to either exercise, walk a dog, or run an errand. Going out isn't quite the fun it used to be.

With nothing to mark time, we are living in a continuous present, as no plans can be made for an uncertain future. 

One day we'll look back on today. I just wish that day would hurry up and get here. 

Though I have a feeling we're in for a pretty long wait.