I miss my mom.
I miss Moscow.
I miss my office.
I miss campus.
I miss teaching in person.
I miss Market Mall.
I miss Anytime Fitness (even though I went there like five times a year, haha)
I miss public transit.
I miss long weekend walks with my husband.
I miss Westbrook Mall and the walk up there.
I miss disliking crowds of people because people annoy me rather than because I’m afraid they’ll infect me.
I miss the comfort of knowing I could travel to and from the US without any huge issues.
I miss pre-COVID normality.
I’m sure everyone else is feeling similar sentiments, but it’s US Thanksgiving today and I’m bitter about the fact that I won’t get to see my mom in a month like I normally do each year so you get to hear my whining.
Sorry not sorry.
So I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but I have been incredibly sad since the beginning of the year. I mean, I usually get a little down around New Year’s because New Year’s, but this year it’s just been terrible.
Like, I haven’t felt this sad in a long, long time.
I wish it would stop. It’s killing my motivation and productivity.