New York City begins Phase One on Monday. It appears to still be on as scheduled. As far as, work is concerned. I’m in Phase Two. Who knows what will happen in the next couple of weeks? I just realized that I had a bit of a problem.
During the quarantine.. I’ve literally been around three friends. I’ve been to the supermarket and the limit is four. There hasn’t been anyone really in the streets. I’ve gotten use to it. If Phase One goes well. I’ll probably be back at work mid July. The anxiety kicks in and I’ve become weird around people.
As the days come and go. More people are coming outside. Especially now… Everyone is protesting. Which has me thinking… Is the Covid going to come back. People have stopped social distancing. I’ve become the person that has said.. “Ummm, six feet away please.” Asking people not to stand next to me. It’s insane… So, I decided to handle this on my own.
I decided to go visit Coney Island. Of all places that might be crowded. Thankfully, it wasn’t. At least, on the boardwalk. I haven’t been here in years. The crowd was decent and many were social distancing. I would’ve loved to have friends come along. I didn’t think it would be a good idea. I needed to do this alone. I freak out and get nervous. That’ll give people something to bring up. Plus, going alone I was able to do what I wanted and go wherever. We’ve haven’t been anywhere besides indoors. I forgot what it’s to hang with people. It’s been me, me me!! I’m not ready to compromise. So, the next time I send an invite.
I’ve managed to walk around and eat a bunch of crap. Trust me, I can afford it. Not bragging I’m just saying. Took a bunch of videos. Even skipped down the boardwalk. It’s in the insta stories. Then, grabbed another slice of pizza and headed home. We’re on a darn curfew.
I think I can deal. I’m going to a picnic on Sunday. I may even go back to Coney Island on Saturday. I haven’t rode the subway in almost three months. Now, that’s going to be scary.