- Fewer deaths all around
- A giant party at my house
- A portion of the research I feel bad about not doing just becoming irrelevant (e.g. what’s the evidence about surfaces now? Are we badly underestimating the harms of long covid?)
- Leaving my house in an unprepared fashion and seeing where it takes me
- Whatever it was that I used to do in places other than my house, that I actually can’t seem to remember or explicitly pinpoint and plan from a distance, but which I vaguely miss (possibly this is basically just 4)
- Seeing friends who live in faraway places such as Berkeley
- Going on a cross-country train and embracing the general lack of hygiene and space
- Seeing non-household friends without inadvertently spending a fraction of my attention on air dynamics and mask stability
- The stakes of everyday personal choices being lowered enough that people being thoughtless or foolish isn’t a critical threat to friendliness, harmony or anyone’s life
- Helping the economy of restaurants and cafes recover
- Casual minor encounters and non-encounters with strangers in shops, streets and cafes (and these being more of the meeting places of the world, and internet comments being less, for more people)
- Meeting new people regularly
- More distinct places and place-vibes to conveniently be in
- One fewer area to worry that I should be doing something better
- Listening to an audiobook on crowded public transit on the way to my downtown office, and then being at my office
- Reading and writing in notebooks in cafes
- The world feeling so big that you can go to other places and find people thinking about entirely different things
- Being dirty
- Crowded, dimly lit places with atmosphere and mild uncertainty
- Resolution of this episode
- Watching everyone else enjoy things coming back