Got my second booster today. Felt almost a bit naughty since all my friends seem to have gotten theirs several weeks ago. It’s become a rite of passage, like losing a tooth, or a routine chore, like doing the laundry. And Covid, and its many variants, still occupies so much of our conversation. We get to mask, with our anxiety, the many other things we may be reluctant to talk about, the way I’m writing about the vaccine, when what I want to write about, even though it could be a little embarrassing, is time and love.
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Got my second booster today. Felt almost a bit naughty since all my friends seem to have gotten theirs several weeks ago. It’s become a rite of passage, like losing a tooth, or a routine chore, like doing the laundry. And Covid, and its many variants, still occupies so much of our conversation. We get to mask, with our anxiety, the many other things we may be reluctant to talk about, the way I’m writing about the vaccine, when what I want to write about, even though it could be a little embarrassing, is time and love.