Like mostly everyone else, I’m re-entering society after 2 years of solitary pandemic life. What smacks me hard in the face is dealing with people again. Their egos. Their insecurities. Their lust. I wish I could first be a fly in the wall, just observing and not being directly involved. Watching the preview first before deciding to jump in. Alas, it’s not like that. It’s face to face contact with the human beings again. And it leaves me preferring the days where I experienced no judgment, no jealousy, no dealing with the minds of the opposite sex. People are complex and I don’t feel much desire to get to know them better, to deal with their baggage and needs and wants. Transitioning back in needs to happen in microdoses.