Between the pandemic and my late wife’s final illness, my life has been changed utterly, in many ways almost beyond recognition. I can’t remember the last time I:
• Went to a classical concert or an operatic production
• Rode in a boat
• Bought a book in a brick-and-mortar bookstore
• Saw a movie in a theater
• Attended a rehearsal of anything
• Watched the sun set
• Felt at ease walking after dark in New York’s theater district
• Sat in a hot tub
• Visited an art gallery
• Heard jazz in a club
• Went to Washington, D.C., which I used to visit regularly to see shows and friends
• Played piano
• Took a vacation
• Read a weekly newsmagazine
• Shopped in a store for anything at all other than food or pharmaceutical supplies
• Ate a corn dog or a steak
One of these days….