Closed Concessions.

I feel the same way I did about 14 months ago… There is so much potential. So much exploration I want to do. New routines and habits I am starting.

Well, they’re not so new. It’s a return to them.

Like regular (weekly) visits to the movies.

This was something I only got the chance to enjoy for a few weeks in 2020, before things shut down in March.

I’d just joined – in February – The Loft as a donor and member. The level of membership I had meant free movies, anytime I wanted, for a year.

I got to see three movies before things shut down.

Then went the yoga studio I had joined in January. And the coffeeshops I had begun to frequent. And the places where I get various beauty treatments done.

And into a relationship that moved to serious for me. To the point where one person (not me) was talking about marriage, and the other person (absolutely me) was internally freaking out because my house wasn’t even close to be done but yet I had someone wanting me to sell it to buy something bigger with them.

The pandemic onset took what had started as a nice, easy-going relationship and moved it quickly because we were limiting our social circles. If we wanted to get out of our houses and socialize, it was with each other. We enjoyed each other’s company.

But we were very much not ready to be married. That takes too much in the way of concessions on my part than I am comfortable with. Even in a pandemic.

Before the world closed I had wanted to be single and dating. Nothing serious. Able to explore the world as I saw fit.

And now as parts of the world open up, I feel like I am back at the start of March 2020. I was able to enjoy The Loft last night. Inside.

Life is going to be full of exploration again. I hope.

And the time for concessions is closed.