Love in the Time of Coronavirus: Have Dating Apps Been Affected by the COVID-19 Pandemic?

On dating apps, where conversations are often artificial and awkward, COVID-19 is adding a dose of reality and has become a talking point and a way to judge the other person.

While social distancing is recommended to be the best way to not contract the novel coronavirus, users of dating apps seem to be taking a different route, with the virus even helping in some cases.

Dating and hook-up apps such as Tinder, OkCupid and Bumble have not reported a rise or fall in user numbers so far because of COVID-19, but users do not seem to be panicking due to the pandemic outbreak, according to people phicklephilly spoke to.

“Meeting people who you do not know through dating apps always has its fair share of risks. If you hook up with a stranger, there is a chance of contracting all sorts of diseases. We never know what they have, so I don’t think the coronavirus affects usage of these apps at all,” said a 22-year-old Pune-based student of medicine who uses Tinder frequently, requesting anonymity.

“Being from the medical fraternity, I definitely understand the disease is real, but even as a pandemic, it has the lowest mortality rate. SARS, H1N1 all had higher death rates. Coronavirus spreads easily and precautions should be taken for sure, but if I really like someone through a dating app, I would like to take that one odd risk,” he added.

On dating apps where conversations are often artificial and awkward, the virus is also adding a dose of reality and has become a talking point and a way to judge the other person, compared to other metrics such as movies or TV series.

“Coronavirus is giving a chance for real conversations to happen and making flow of chats much easier. Otherwise, it is usually “hey what music do you like” or “check this meme,” said Radhika Subramanian, a frequent user of Bumble — which enables meeting, dating and friendships.

“I just matched with someone who came back on the last flight from the US and have self-quarantined themselves. Our conversation has a spark and now I am waiting to meet him,” she added.

Another woman who uses these apps often also said that even without the virus, she does not trust other people and has to take precautions anyway. “As long as I am taking proper precautions then I am going to be confident about it. And I honestly have zero faith in others, so I would rather be cautious myself. I do not want to miss out on something awesome because of a stupid virus,” the woman, who did not want to be named, added.

The dating apps are also trying to do their bit to educate users about the virus and how to be safe.

Tinder, for instance, has a card on the app where it gives basic tips such as to wash hands often and to avoid touching your face. Beyond the four points it shows, it directs the user to the World Health Organisation (WHO) website to learn more.

When phicklephilly reached out, a Tinder spokesperson said the company has no comments on app activity and nothing to say beyond the card.

A Bumble spokesperson said, “Bumble does not consider itself the expert in dating by any means but we do know a great deal about creating healthy connections online. That said, we would defer to the medical experts at the CDC and WHO, who have provided detailed guidelines for meeting people in public during this time.”

However, while regular activity on these apps is continuing, the companies had to stop other planned activities. For example, Tinder said on March 13 that it has cancelled the international release of its apocalyptic-themed, in-app video series, “Swipe Night.” The company had planned to release the first season of the show to 10 new markets across Europe and Asia this quarter.

“Swipe Night” was Tinder’s first foray into video, offering a five-minute interactive story where users made choices to progress the narrative, like a choose-your-own-adventure. These choices would then be highlighted on viewers’ profiles and were used to match them with others who also took the same action. In addition, the video series gave users a way to break the ice — they could start by talking about the show, instead of resorting to pick-up lines and other awkward openings, TechCrunch reported.

Phicklephilly has learned that Tinder also had to cancel its Swipe Night Party, a party it had planned for its users to be held in Mumbai on Thursday. Tinder declined to comment.

Bumble — which also positions itself as a safer and friendlier platform than others, also said that the virus gives an opportunity to increase online interactions and avoid loneliness, a key fallout of the social distancing that is recommended.

“We feel Bumble can provide a great outlet for those who may be concerned with meeting people in person. We are already seeing reports in the media that a pandemic could trigger loneliness and isolationism, and Bumble is one way to stay connected to real people without having to meet in the physical world. Currently, we have some features like voice calls and video chat that allow for an even deeper connection without having to meet in public, or share your phone number or email,” the spokesperson said.

 

 

Strong Women Would Rather Be Alone Than Spend Their Lives With A Jerk

A loving, healthy relationship offers everything a person needs to be happy and fulfilled. Unfortunately, many people resort to much less, just out of the fear to be alone. Well, hear me out, being single is beautiful too!

Being alone does not mean that you should be lonely, but it is the perfect time for you to start a relationship with yourself first, know yourself, and start loving your own being.

Strong and confident women are well aware of the importance of self-love. These heroines are not afraid to take matters into their hands, as they know their worth, and know exactly what they want in life.

These remarkable creatures do not sit around expecting things to fall off the sky, and never allow to be defined by men. Real, courageous ladies are not afraid to be alone, and their past experiences have taught them to find happiness by creating it yourself.

They have wasted a lot of time and energy with toxic people, and they have finally understood the meaning of focusing on yourself.

Life is short, so strong women would rather be alone until they find the right person than wasting their time on things and people they will later regret.

Strong women seek happiness inside their hearts, not in some shallow relationship or the deceitful embrace of a player. These wonderful human beings don’t perceive relationships as safety nets, but they consider them a life challenge.

Very often, dating can be exhausting, especially when a woman keeps ending up disappointed. Therefore, there is no harm in sitting a few rounds out. Strong women are focused on their self-growth, they are not afraid to enjoy her freedom.

Strong ladies don’t need to date to be genuinely happy and at peace in life. This is a rare characteristic and it might have more to do with true freedom than any other single thing.

When dating becomes selective rather than commonplace, it becomes more valuable and meaningful, and time spent not dating becomes more valuable, and meaningful as well.

Strong women love the benefits of independence and dignity.

Yet, a strong woman is wise and finds the perfect balance, a relationship is not her main focus, but she is not completely closed off to the possibility of a relationship.

These women always date with the mindset that their time is valuable, so all those who are not in it for the right reasons step aside, and they are left with only real, viable romantic options.

Buddha once said, “You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection.”

Therefore, be brave and stop settling with versions of love that are just distractions and temporary fixes, and dedicate yourself to your self.

We are all one of a kind, so we are all worthy of all the beautiful things in life that await us at the corner. Therefore, it is absolutely ok to wait for the right person. In fact, it is the only right thing to do!

Use the time to inspire and move on, do the things you love, and share them with people that elevate you. Over time, you will become stronger, and definitely recognize people who vibrate at the same frequency as you.

Taking the time to indulge in being single is simply an experience among all other experiences. Over time, you will realize it was shorter than you expected, and as you mature, love will be more present in your life.

 

 

Rebecca – Chapter 14 – Airport – Part 2

I met Rebecca 3 years ago on a date. Rebecca has recently made an appearance in my life so I thought I’d re-run this series so everyone won’t have to go back and search for her series to catch up. Enjoy!

Fall of 2016

I need to go to her and say goodbye.

Besides, security here at PHL is pretty tight and I’m probably starting to look suspicious standing here with no luggage.

I slowly walk over to her.

“Hey.”

“Heeyyyyyy!” Rebecca leaps to her feet and hugs me tighter than ever before.

“Charles! You came!” She eased out of my arms but remained close.

“I told you I would.”

“This is Mari.” She reached out to the girl she was with.

Mari stood and shook my hand. She was obviously Latina. She had shoulder length black hair and caramel skin. She had an air of safety around her I could feel. It comforted me and quelled my anxiety.

“It’s nice to meet, Charles. Rebecca has told me so much about you.”

I wanted to say: ‘All good I hope’ but decided against that awful, dated cliche.

I sat down next to Rebecca. Her dark eyes twinkled. Her raven tresses were pulled back in a ponytail.

“I’m so excited about this trip! It’s going to be an awesome adventure!” Mari looked at Rebecca, nodding and smiling in affirmation.

“I’m really proud of you. I’m sure this took a lot of thought.”

“It did, and as hard as this is going to be I feel like I have to do it.”

I smiled and agreed.

We chatted and Rebecca and Mari went on and on about where they were going and what they’d be doing when they got there.

This isn’t how I imagined it.

I pictured us locked in a passionate embrace. The classic movie scene. The moment where the girl is about to get away, but destiny steps in and saves the day for the hapless hero.

I thought about this scenario as my eyes moved from Rebecca’s eyes to her full ripe lips. I watched her speak but couldn’t hear her.

Like all of my previous relationships, I could always look, love and partake but I never heard any of them that had come before Rebecca.

I’m a beauty addict. (Or a modelizer like Michelle used to call me. She was right. She was quoting Sex in the City, but she was right.)

I’m a shallow, superficial fool when it comes to affairs of the heart. I want to live in this Peter Pan like existences with all of these young women.

What am I missing? Why am I like this? What am I searching for with these young ladies?

Have I been such and ongoing, consistent failure, that I’m hoping to recapture what I was at fourteen with those lovely girls of Summer in the 70’s. My teen years. My young life? Here I am in my mid fifties and I love like a teenage boy. But I’ve learned so much about people and the world. But I still have that one single tear in my heart for something that’s been lost.

The innocence of young love. That touch of the hand. That magical first kiss.

I’ve been in 3 rock bands. Worked in banking for 20 years and advertising for 10.

There isn’t a sin I haven’t seen. I’ve done everything with everybody for decades and loved every mad minute of it. I loved the feeling of soaring on wings of steel to the heights of ecstacy, but always too close to the sun.

Always.

The searing pain of losing the woman in my life is the exact opposite and worse than the dopamine drop of falling in love.

It’s like the cocktails are amazing and I feel wonderful, but the hangover is so bad and goes on for so long, I may never recover from another loss again.

 

But Rebecca has saved me from that searing pain. She’s going away before I can squander her time and her heart on my foolish, nostalgic desires.

“I’ll be back in like, three months.”

Her words snapped me back into the moment at hand.

“Yea, you’ll do great work there. I can’t wait to hear all of your stories when you get back. I’m sure they’ll be amazing.”

“Hope so!” Chirped, Mari.

“I’m gonna miss you, Charles.”

“I’m going to miss you too, Rebecca.”

I wanted to say her name because I knew for awhile I would never have the opportunity to utter it again.

Sensing we needed a moment, Mari excused herself to the restroom. (Thankfully!)

“I’m really glad you came today. And I really appreciate you supporting me in my decision.”

“Of course. I think it’s amazing. You’re going to have the time of your life down there. Travel and exploration is what we do. It can be so broadening in your development as a person.” (For fuck’s sake. I’m literally quoting my father!)

“I appreciate that, Charles.”

“Don’t get mixed up with the Cartel down there, cause you’d fit right in!”

Rebecca laughed. That lovely sound that comes forth from her sweet soul. Like the sound of your favorite song. Her laughter has always let me know that I was okay and that she felt safe with me. Women can fake certain things but not their laughter.

I know when it’s real.

She calmed down and took my hands in hers. They were warm and soft. I could feel all of my energy going into my hands at that moment. Just her touch. That was all that was happening in that moment. That, and her eyes.

What’s happening to me? Am I changing?

Probably not.

There’s just something different about this one.

I can’t quite….

The announcement came over the intercom system that her plane was arriving.

The steel bird that would come from the sky and snatch my love from me before I ever had the chance to slowly ruin everything between us.

It’s better this way. Three months? Six months? It’s all the same. It doesn’t matter. I knew in my heart it was over before it began. All of the dates and stolen kisses were for naught.

I shouldn’t feel this way. I should be happy and rejoice in the fact that I had the time I had with Rebecca. Maybe this has been a warning to me to be more cautious. To be careful with the hearts of these women and not worry about mine. My time is running out and moving into old age. They’re just beginning their lives. I may bring them wisdom and comfort but it will always be fleeting.

“Well I guess this is it.”

“Yea. You better get your friend so she doesn’t miss your flight.”

“Hey… Chaz. You’ve changed me forever and you know I’ll be thinking about you when I’m away.”

I felt the searing in my chest.

“Thank you. I’m happy to have you in my life. You’re a wonderful girl, Rebecca.” I could feel my voice begin to waver.

Must hold on.

Must hold on to myself.

Because I’ve already lost hold on Rebecca.

 

I was so close this time.

 

Mari returned and they picked up their carry on bags.

“I’ll be back in three months! We’re sooo going to get plowed on cocktails, Chaz.”

“You are so right! Can’t wait!”

We walked towards security. This all felt so robotic and automatic. Like I was walking through someone else’s dream. It wasn’t mine. This perfunctory exit from my reality.

My dream was waking up next to Rebecca in my bedroom. Her hair disheveled from a night of lovemaking and deep blissful sleep with me. I smell her as she leans her nude body against mine. She’s warmer than I am. She snakes her leg over me and pulls me close. Our faces only inches apart.

The only time you can do that is if you’re in love with someone. That never happens anywhere else.

Ever.

I know this is the end. We’ll reach airport security and they’ll go through and I’ll be left standing here alone.

Mari loads her bag onto the treadmill that scans her bag and Rebecca follows suit. Mari steps through the metal detector and begins to gather her stuff. She takes her phone and keys from the little dish.

I’m dying a little bit.

Maybe a lot.

Rebecca turns and embraces me.

“Come on Miss.” The TSA attendant barks.

Rebecca goes up on tiptoes and gets in my face.

“You won’t forget me will ya?”

“No dear.” was all I could muster. It took everything I had not to cry.

“I’ll write to you, or text you or facetime or whatsapp you! I promise.”

“Don’t worry about me. You’ll be back before you know it and we’ll be blasting citywides at McGlinchey’s.”

“Promise?”

“I promise.”

What else could I say here?

Rebecca kissed me hard on the lips. Without shame. No matter who looked on.

Even as I held her in that moment I could feel she was already long gone.

It was over before it could begin…

 

I’m sitting in a little speedboat with my father. It’s a warm day in July. I’m about 13 years of age. We’ve anchored in the Delaware bay on the western side of Wildwood, NJ. We’re fishing. The sky is blue filled with big fluffy clouds that take turns giving us a break from the sun.

“It’s not good today son. But I see some birds working over there.”

“What’s that mean?”

“It means we should take the boat over there and join them.”

“Ha… Why?”

“Well, you can see the gulls over there flying and dipping into the water. That means that they’re feeding. They’re feeding on little fish.”

“Okay…”

“There’s a reason all of those little fish are swimming to the surface and getting snatched up by all of those birds.”

“What’s that?”

“There’s something bigger under the waves that’s chasing them. We need to be a part of that.”

“Cool. Let’s go!”

 

My little fish Rebecca, was about to be clipped by a giant bird. I would be left to sink back beneath the depths and eventually die.

The kiss…

She brought her hands to my face like she always did. I liked the feeling of being captured by her. Like I was her prey. When all along in my mind she had always been the elusive quarry.

Her lips parted from mine. “I have to go. But I’ll be back before you know it.”

“I know….”

“I’ll be right here.” She pointed to my chest.

“Don’t pull that ET shit on me now.”

“Got me.”

“I wish…”

Rebecca smiled and turned to rush through the security check point.

This was the end.

I watched as the girls walked toward the gate that led to the plane that would take them away.

Mari went in and Rebecca followed close behind.

But then she stopped for a moment and turned back to me.

She gazed upon me with those unforgettable eyes. Those vibrant eyes that were now full of tears.

I had no alternative.

I looked at her and mouthed the words, “I love you.”

Rebecca cocked her head and blinked once. Tears rolled down her cheeks. Then she spoke. I could only read her lips over the noise of the terminal.

“I love you too… I’m sorry.”

She shook her head and entered the tunnel.

 

 

Rebecca was gone.

 

The Dark Wings of Destiny had finally Scattered our Days.

 

 

 

Life In The Time Of Covid-19

“When playing billiards with my father he always said… “Don’t just make the shot that’s in front of you, son. Think of where the cue ball is going to land AFTER you hit the ball you want in the pocket. That way you’ll be ready for your next shot. And the one after that…”

If you write a blog and you’re reading this, you know we always write ahead. Just to beat the deadlines of our own publication. I’m a huge fan of planning and staying ahead of what I want to publish here. 

But tonight, I’m just going to write something for right now.

This is new to us. We’ve lived through 9/11. As terrible as that was 20 years ago, it happened to other people. It was an isolated incident that changed America forever. When I say ‘other people’ I mean the rest of the country watched in horror at the events that unfolded on TV that day, but we lost nearly 3,000 lives. (2,977 to be exact.)

We’d never seen anything like it. The worst attack on US soil in the short history of our country.

But today’s different. 

A virus that’s transmitted from person to person like a cold. We’ve all caught colds, had the flu, stomach viruses, etc.

But nothing like this. 

A virus so strong that it’s easily transmitted and passes between people. No animals are affected by this virus.

Just humans.

This is just a taste of how fragile our existence is on this planet.

I don’t know where this came from, but hopefully we’ll find out, and create a vaccine for it.

But for right now, we’re all behaving very well in the first few days of this quarantine.

 

I tell my stories here about all of my dating foibles and relationships on this blog. I’ve been a decent dad and a fun boyfriend, but when comes to domestic relationships, I’ve never been able to submit.

I appreciate all of the friend and fan support on here, but as I dish out all of the dating and relationship advice, I’ve found that very thing quite the quandary.

I give advice on what to do on a date and how to maintain your relationships.

I’m good at that. I like to write words and lyrics.

But words are hollow unless applied to deeds.

I’d like to believe that my words mean something, and maybe make a small difference in the lives of the people that take the time to read this blog everyday.

And for that, I’m grateful.

 

For the moment, I’m employed by a restaurant in this city. So is my daughter, Lorelei. We’re both in the hospitality industry.

I worked last week. It was business as usual. We were gearing up to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day, and March Madness was on the way. We should have made a bundle last weekend. A payday so big it would have covered the last two months of winter.

But none of that happened. No one came in. No crazy drunken crowds of people wearing green, or funny beads, or fighting, getting shitfaced for no reason, and throwing up in plastic hats at the curbside.

None of it.

Are they all so broken that they need to drink to the point of illness to celebrate the dissatisfaction and mediocrity of their lives here in Philly on a designated day?

Nothing happened.

 

Nah, something did indeed happen.

Covid-19.

 

Saturday I normally work from 2pm until at least 11pm. I came in at 5pm and was cut at 8:30pm. It was so slow that even being scheduled was a gift from the owner. When I got there, he told me I was off on Sunday. Normally, I work from 12:30pm to 10:30pm. But I was off. I haven’t had a Sunday off since August of 2019.

Monday I was scheduled to come in at 10:30am and work until 10:30pm. My typical Monday is a twelve hour day on my feet. I don’t mind. I like to work and be busy.

But by Sunday night, I was told not to come in until 4pm that day.

By 2pm I was told not to come in at all.

Off again.

Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and now today… Friday.

Still off.

Why?

Because every restaurant in this city has been closed for the next 14 days because of what’s happened. I was on the phone with a friend when my daughter called and told me she wouldn’t have to go into work for the next two weeks.

I told her the same.

I’ve had my share of struggles financially in the past and also with employment. Many times by my own design.

But this was different.

Everyone in the entire industry was affected.

I think they told us two weeks so we wouldn’t lose our minds. But I don’t see this ending anytime soon.

Restaurants can only do pick up and take out. No one is allowed to hang out in any bar or restaurant in this city.

That leaves most places with scheduling one cook, a clerk to ring up and take out orders, and a delivery guy.

That’s it.

The rest of us are fucked.

Well, we’re all currently fucked.

One of my brokerage accounts is down over $7k. Bills and rent are due. So yea, if my little life is an example… then yea, we’re fucked. 

Forget me for a second. Think of the people that already have the virus.

How about the people that have it and don’t know it?

But are we?

Let me take a moment as the phicklephilly guy that you’ve been reading for the last 4 years to say a few things about this.

We’re all stuck at home and can’t go out. Income is either running out or is gone. I don’t expect to be paid anymore from my current employer. I think this could go on for awhile. But here’s what I’m thinking about, and I’m going to share it with you all.

If you have your health right now, embrace it and help others that need you.

I know that sounds a bit cliche, but hear me out…

Call or text all of your friends and loved ones today and through this weekend. Just check on them. This is the perfect opportunity for you to connect and reconnect with everyone you know. It won’t be weird. Don’t make it weird. Just call and check on them. This is your perfect opportunity. Because for the first time in the history of this country, we are all experiencing the same thing. 

This is what we have in common right now.

Exactly the same thing.

The enemy is the virus. Not a man, or a country, or a race, or an idea, or a religion. This enemy doesn’t care about your race or your religious beliefs. A virus is a living entity that wants to take you over for the last time.

As a species we’ve been a scrappy lot. We’ve successfully moved to a spot that isn’t even in the food chain anymore because we’re so good at killing everything.

We are the best and the worst thing that Earth has ever known.

But we’ve made it ours and for now, Earth is where we’re hangin’.

This is an opportunity.

Right now you have your health.

Appreciate that.

Got laid off from your job? Cut your hours? Not allowed to come in because of the virus?

Use this opportunity to plan.

Humans have always been great planners. That’s how we beat everything else. Plan for the rest of your life. You’re alive now. What if you get it and you die?

Embrace this time. This forced quarantine. Think! What are you grateful for? Do you really like that job you’re currently not having to go to?

I’m a writer. I’m always planning the next few chapters in anything I’ve ever written here. 

When playing billiards with my father he always said… “Don’t just make the shot that’s in front of you, son. Think of where the cue ball is going to land AFTER you hit the ball you want in the pocket. That way you’ll be ready for your next shot. And the one after that…

After that…

After this.

This global pandemic. 

That is some scary shit. 

I’m actually surprised in the moment that I write this. The the films, Outbreak and Pandemic are very popular on Netflix. Oh, the irony of our own fate! I’ve always been a huge fan of Art imitates life, imitates art.

There’s no anarchy.

Not yet.

I’ve been off work for over 5 days now and I haven’t had this much free time in years.

Monday I went to breakfast, wrote, talked with friends and loved ones, had dinner, and watched my shows. I, for once… had nowhere to be.

Tuesday, pretty much the same.

Wednesday, More of that just living and breathing thing. Daughter came home. I was happy to see her. She went to the supermarket and bought a bunch of food. She cooked dinner for the two of us and we actually sat and ate, and chatted like a real family.

It was elegant and beautiful.

We never do that.

We work in the industry and pass in the night, and crash here.

But for the first time in a very long time, we actually sat down as a family and broke bread together.

Lorelei made an amazing stromboli from scratch. She’s vegan, so she made it that way. But for the life of me I couldn’t tell, and it tasted so delicious, I went back for seconds!

That wouldn’t have happened if not for today’s circumstances.

Embrace that. Your partner. Your children. Your health. Yourself.

(ok… here we go)

You beat 250 million other sperm to get to here.

You were racing for your mom’s egg, and there were 249,999,999 dudes chasing you.

You got there FIRST.

You won.

Embrace and appreciate that. You’re partner, your children, your friends, your employer… everybody you’ve ever met got here the same way.

You’ve earned your right to be here on Earth today. 

 

Embrace what’s good in your life right now. We all have the same problems at different degrees in this life.

But in this moment… Today. You are reading this and I hope you’re okay. If my blog suddenly stops you’ll know Capt. Trips got me. (look it up!)

Be thankful everyday for your health.

Surround yourself with good people. (But no more than 10, okay? Just for now!)

Find something to do. If you’re home, find something to do with your free time. For a workforce that’s accustomed to working themselves too long and too hard, you may find this sudden stop a bit jarring.

Are you in love? Are you feeling loved? If you have it, embrace that. It’s the strongest force in the galaxy.

No love? Stop lying. Somebody’s worried about you right now. Give them a call. This is your opportunity to forget the past. All bets are off. You can call anyone, ex, old flame, enemy, frenemy…. reach out and just check on them.

I’m going to call and check on my landlord. Who knows, maybe my diplomatic charm will get her to slide me a free month during this crisis.

Think of all of the projects and other thing you’ve been saying you want to do. But you never have any time to do any of them because you’re always working, and when you have free time you need to rest from the life of work you don’t even really want.

Go clean your house. It’s Spring! Clean up. Get rid of stuff. Have fun. Take a nap. Have a drink. Smoke some grass. Call your mom.

Have something to look forward to. Remember what I said about planning? This is your opportunity to plan for the future.

The world is on pause right now.

(I wish the fucking Dow Jones was on pause right now!)

Take this time to do whatever you want. Lean into your free time.

My goal is to crack off 3 volumes of Crazy Dating Stories by the weekend. And I’m going to fucking do it.

All I do is cry about how I don’t have anytime to write because I work so many hours.

I have no excuse now.

And neither do you.

Do something. Anything. Try something new. Even if it’s you having the ability to be at home alone in the quiet of your own mind and just take a break.

Here’s your break from everything.

 

I’ve been walking the city. This is MY city. I’ve walked it’s streets. Drank it’s wine. Danced with it’s women. Taken my share of the money that’s available here. (In my jobs, you idiots!)

The city is deserted. Sure, there are some people and kids about. Folks out walking their dogs, but it’s different right now.

It’s like nothing any of us have ever seen in our lifetimes.

I’d like everyone that reads this today to contact just one person you haven’t spoken to in awhile. It’s not like you won’t have anything to say to them! We’re all experiencing the same thing right now as a species.

You can do it!

I’d like to see some comments about this idea and what you folks did.

I have a translator widget on this blog so no one has an excuse to not do it.

Contact someone, and write your results in the comments section.

Stay safe people.

 

“Don’t be the tree that falls and makes no sound.” – Phicklephilly

 

 

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