It’s in the arm! I am microchipped by Bill Gates.
I am tracked and tagged. I am the sheeple.
But it’s cool. I’m glad to have been able to be vaccinated. It’s a privilege and I’m really excited. I am the last one in my family to get the shot. Not because I am resistant or scared or against the vaccine. I’m just too young to qualify for the high risk pool. But the higher risk people have been gotten their shots and it is finally my turn.
And my arm hurts. But it feels good.
It means that I can see my family and travel. It means that life can get closer to normal again. We all need that normal. Even me.
So, I’m excited. I have a laundry list of things that need to get done. The first is seeing my parents. And then I have a wedding to assist in planning. From there, vacations and friends and travel and life. For the first time in a very long time, it feels like all of that is finally possible.
It’s like a deep breath of fresh air. It’s amazing.
So, here we are.
I’m glad to be moving forward with a vaccine in my arm and some optimism on my mind. Like I’ve written before, I feel like the last part of the pandemic really got to me. I had it easy early on. I felt like I was actually thriving in the beginning of the lock down. But it got to me.
The shot, for me, is a new beginning. It’s a new opportunity to move forward with more gusto and vigor and determination. I want to be writing more regularly and submitting much more often and taking more chances.
It all starts with a vaccine and a willingness to find normal again.