It comes with the Spring, with the sunshine, with the blue sky, with the warmth; the flowers blooming, the birds chirping, the green shoots shooting. The days are a slightly more gentle; meeting and caressing you as you emerge from your dark cave.
You greet folks on the street. Some of these folks you haven't seen in a very long pandemic time. Tentative, expectant smiles. Eyes sparkling. A decided lightness in the air. Maybe better days ahead?
What if just taking in a breath is no longer an existential danger, or it's at least a precipitously declining risk? That would be a new thing, again.
