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04/15/21


RUSH HOUR


Twice a day we prepare ourselves for the most dreaded time on the road; rush hour. It’s ironic that these morning and evening slots leave no room for speed, and instead we’re completely stuck and scavenging for patience.

Yes, the goal is to rush to point B, but to get there we’re forced to sit and watch life move from bumper to bumper. It’s fair to say that quarantine has felt like a never ending traffic jam, but on that road we were left alone without the chance to people watch. Our homes became our vehicle, our screens our forward view, and the ease of life replayed in the review mirror.

As we rush towards normality once again, the roads fill up and our bumpers meet anew. The commute to pick up where we left off does bring a feeling of hope, but as we look down the street, roadblocks and potholes have generated from a virus that too left us jammed. My hope is that this time around, when we look to the vehicle next to ours trying to navigate these new streets, compassion and gratitude will have the right of way.

See you in traffic and see you at LENITA.

Love, Nemuel

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