I Thought There’d Be Play Dates

Writer’s note: It’s been one year since we entered lockdown. I wrote this a few months into quarantine but never got around to publishing it. As we’re all reflecting on the year gone by, I thought I’d publish this for posterity. Things have changed so much since then, and not at all.

It’s 7:30 in the morning. Usually, your world by now is a whirl of diapers and milk and laughing-crying-hiccupping-eating-rolling-stomping children. But for whatever reason, the universe is merciful today, and they’re both still asleep.