It’s a swirly, weird world right now. Days run into each other, making Thursday feel like Tuesday. The excitement of seeing old friends on Zoom has worn off, because for most of us, our “happy hour” marks the seventh Zoom meeting of the day. Kids are watching too much YouTube, cats and dogs are getting too many treats, and the adults are getting too many cocktails.
Welcome to Quarantine Life.
I made a big shift today, doing my final grades and bidding farewell to my Michigan State seniors. It’s bittersweet, because I was excited to celebrate their graduation. I also will miss seeing them in class – either in person or online – because our time was a ton of fun.
But where do we go from here? I don’t know. A few students have asked if we are going to continue the online class mode in the fall. The generation we have labeled as living online too much is ready to get off the screens and back into human contact.
And I hear them. I want to see them too.
I know we won’t be able to be packed in, shoulder to shoulder, in class anymore. I know our hunching over a laptop together to review a video probably isn’t safe either.
Distilled down, we miss genuine human contact. No more screens. Our friends, our coworkers, our anonymous colleagues in yoga. Our pets want their couches and secret sleeping places back.
I don’t know the way forward. I just hold on to hope that it is the future – soon.