It’s kind of weird being out in public to do things other than the absolute necessities. I think I have to re-socialize. I was Miss Crankypants while shopping for used clothing. Though we don’t have to wear masks anymore, most people did, but the dressing rooms are still locked. What’s with that? So I tried on clothes in the aisles. Yeah, my agro levels rose. Turfy, I was. And then it dawned on me that I hadn’t done anything other than grocery shopping in so long that the only socialization skills I had were akin to hunting and gathering. I didn’t know how to behave in public. I think I’ve gone feral again. I’m sure the heat didn’t help. I may not be ready for the concept of leisurely eating out in a restaurant for quite some time. Last week, Glenn Ingersoll and met up at a mostly empty cafe on College and I could barely contain myself, the fight-flight syndrome was big with this one.
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