emergence

all at once, just like that, the world became habitable once again. no longer were there latex gloved hands reaching for our throats, or mask covered kisses during the endless indoor recess. the smell of lemon lysol no longer brings childhood memories, but sends us into an anxiety induced frenzy. is there enough toilet paper? what about food? will we be okay to go to the atm without gloves? can i shake hands with my priest again or am i going to die? from one day to the next, the world was turned on her head and slam dunked into reality. thousands lost. millions lost. this was not a game of two. this was not a game, yet everyone thought it was until we were the losing team. we always have been that way. we're humans, we can survive and conquer-can we? how can we expect for our life to be handed to us on a platter when we can't hand the platter of rations to our children, but we can restock on bounty paper towels, charmin toilet paper; why not dove soap? why not generic soap? why did we have to destroy our planet in our time of need? why don't we learn? the virus may be gone but the trees are too; nothing stands as beautiful as the nuclear plant down the highway. no sound is as beautiful as the exhaust pipe of a car with no muffler. so is the virus truly gone? perhaps it was not a virus at all but a security breech; a purposeful malfunction in the hardwiring of this computer of a planet. it attacked the virus like any reasonable software would-elimination was always the hoped result. this is not coincidence. though it is also not our fault. isolation only leads to one thing-rebuilding. this is a wake up call. don't hit snooze.