I believe we can all agree that the last three months have been unbelievably hard, depressing, and regrettably unforgettable. Living in the epicenter of the pandemic while in the healthcare field, I have felt numbness, fright, and despair all at once. Now, I am onto the other side feeling hopeful. All throughout these months, I have wanted just a few hours of escape. I think we all have.
Now, I am looking at a quick getaway. Seemingly, a vacation. However, I hate using that term. The word “vacation” doesn’t seem appropriate at this point in time. It’s a bit unseemly, first off. Second, vacation has a certain connotation. This isn’t about having fun and relaxing for a few days after a lot of work. Third, it is most appropriately described as a cathartic escape. Although, there really is no escape.
Wherever one chooses to go, masks abound. Social distancing measures will still be in place. I don’t see there being to many open pools. Turn on the television and the neverending pandemic news coverage will still be showing.
Nonetheless, on a getaway I go. I need to just be elsewhere even if for a few days. I need to see a different skyline. I need to see different walls. I need to sit on a different seat. Just for a few days.