Being blasé about being blasé
I haven't really thought about Covid in a while. I know it's not over, but we're doing our "covid is over" impersonation so well that it kinda feels that way. There's a new booster out now for old people like me, and I'm getting ready to get that jab like I did all the others. But otherwise, where I don't have to wear a mask, I don't wear a mask. Like just almost everybody else I know.
I'm no longer leery in a room full of unmasked people. I no longer think "you are all gonna die" when I see 50k fans jammed into a stadium. By now, masks stick out the way uncovered mouths and noses used to. I see folks masked, and I think "yes, you are probably right". And yet?