Still...

30 May 2021: Thinking a bit today about how almost 16 months after the world sort of stopped and normal disappeared, when it does come back, you are, in lots of ways, still you and that stuff that was wrong or broken or you wished was different? A lot of it it doesn't come back fixed or better or whatever. You can't will it to do so or make it that your recollection of the specific pangs that have faded weren't real, especially when they hit again in the same spots. Nothing major, nothing dire. Just...you are still you and other people are still them. So...