I’m Not Excited to Return to “Normalcy”
I’m the kind of friend who gives a half-assed excuse to get out of things, like I have a stomachache, or I need to wash my cat. But, once in a blue moon, I’ll agree to step away from the safety of my room, where I’m usually watching the newest comedy special on Netflix, and talk myself into going out and “living a little.” I tend to reason with myself that, if I go out and meet new...