I learned that I love to talk, but I never do. And now that I never get to talk to anyone, I want to talk. I’ve been thinking about all the things I’m not gonna back out on when isolation is over.
All the dates I should have gone on.
All the numbers I should’ve gotten.
All the friendships I should have recreated.
All the people I should have let in.
All the time I should have spent on what really mattered.
When this is over, I’m not backing down again.