I scrolled through my 2020 photos recently and wasn’t surprised at how many were taken from my living room, looking out the window.
It’s where I spent most of the year, really. Sitting on the couch with a book, with the television, with my phone.
There were a lot of social media posts callously condemning people for living in fear, but fear isn’t what kept me inside. It was exhaustion. Human interaction exhausts me now; divisiveness and anger and stupidity.
2020 cured me of my extroversion. I hope I can get it back.