03/14/2021
These Days by Jess Janz
A couple of years ago, my friend called me and started telling me in detail about a venture to the grocery store, when he had just gone for almond milk, and left with 20 other things, knocked something over, and also left without getting almond milk. "Oh my god this is the most boring story in the world, basically what I'm saying is I didn't have a smoothie today because I forgot to get almond milk at the store!" We had a laugh, and then I said, "I love you so I care about everything that happened at the grocery store! I want to know about crashing you cart into a busy woman and knocking over the tower of apples. I want to know about the almond milk for your smoothie."
Now with lock down, it feels like there is nothing new to report and mostly heavy uncertainty clouding my headspace, and the way we are able to connect with each other is with the littlest things. We show each other we love each other by reaching out, talking about the angst, not talking about the angst. Sharing a dog video. Asking for an opinion on mascara that's been sitting in the online shopping cart for two weeks.
Intimacy is knowing about the almond milk.