I went to the post office today to buy stamps
(yes, I still use the postal service). I was trying to use my credit card in
the machine without touching anything with my fingers. It wasn’t easy, and I
said, “Nobody wants to touch anything.”
The
postal agent, a small, older African-American woman, said quietly, “Ever
again?”
“Well,”
I said, “not until things get back to normal.”
“When
will that be?” she asked.
“Maybe
after the election?” I suggested.
She
laughed out loud.
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I’m
participating in the 13th annual Slice of Life Challenge over at Two
Writing Teachers. This is day 11 of the 31-day
challenge. It’s not too late to make space for daily writing in a
community that is encouraging, enthusiastic, and eager to read what you have to
slice about. Join in!
