unfamiliar familiar

March 28, 2020

As human beings, it’s natural to seek out something familiar in the unfamiliar. How often have you visited a foreign city for the first time and drawn references to your home town? Or to another familiar city? The tiles in the hotel lobby remind me of the tiles in my old school gym. I love how cities built on rivers all have a distinctly unique left and right bank life. Drawing connections is intrinsically human; it’s how we find our place in the world. So here we all are, facing an utterly unfamiliar situation, that has many of us referencing our personal archives in the hopes of finding something familiar. A road map, perhaps. I wrote about bedrest the other day, and how that felt like a quarantine of sorts. And I’ve also found myself comparing this period to those often discombobulating days between Christmas and New Year when the shops are shut, people flee the city, and we have no idea what day of the week it is. A pregnancy lasts nine months. The holidays last a week. Maybe, two. This scenario could go on for months. And we’re not sure what life will look like on the other side. But what we do know, is that we’ve all navigated challenges, and that we’ll navigate this one, too. And that yes, while the unpredictability, and unprecedented nature of all this is unnerving, there is also freedom, hope and opportunity in the uniqueness of it all.

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