It occurs to me that, in our personal lives, there are events of such magnitude that it seems futile to do anything apart from “move on” - even though it’s impossible to actually move on, since our lives are defined by the event. The pandemic is almost a collective form of this.
It occurs to me that, in our personal lives, there are events of such magnitude that it seems futile to do anything apart from “move on” - even though it’s impossible to actually move on, since our lives are defined by the event. The pandemic is almost a collective form of this.
It occurs to me that, in our personal lives, there are events of such magnitude that it seems futile to do anything apart from “move on” - even though it’s impossible to actually move on, since our lives are defined by the event. The pandemic is almost a collective form of this.