Everyone Now Equally Distant

Our new house is up the hill from Helen's. We all thought how much fun we would have borrowing cups of sugar and doing all neighborly things.

Now of course, we are in our separate isolation zones. We hang out every few days, but sitting outside, six feet apart. 




The other day she told us when she first built her house, she noticed that the attic windows of the house we live in now looked into her bedroom. For years, it sort of creeped her out. Now that we live in there, she feels better. 

After she said that, I decided to send her an overt message. 






Except for Helen, we haven't seen any friends in person. Now all my friends seem to be equally distant: Santa Cruz, Boston, London, or Cork. Everyone at home.