It does not matter how many days I have been in self isolation. Because when I hit the magical day 14, nothing changed. Just because I am COVID-19 free does not mean that I can leave the apartment or talk to anybody or do my usual routine. But it was a good distraction, and I can proudly say that I still have the skills to count up to 14.
Less than a month ago, my fellow Ottawa citizens were out for blood; and I mean literally out for blood, because our brand new light rail system was constantly busted.
And today?
Nobody remembers. Nobody knows. Nobody cares. The trains are running empty because we are all self-isolating. The problem is no longer the train’s ability to stay on the track and run on time, the problem is with the person sitting next to you who might cough and kill you.
On that happy thought, good night.