Life gets crazy, even in a pandemic. We are approaching the 1st anniversary of the initial lockdown of the pandemic. What a different a year makes. Or, conversely, how little has changed in the past 12 months. Reflecting on that, we are still in a raging pandemic. We are still wearing masks and trying to social distance. Vaccines have picked up and R and I have had our first of 2 shots. But no letting up yet on the masks and distancing. I have been able to return recently to playing violin at church, which I have missed horribly. And yet, much as I wish we could go back to normal, I am not sure we can as a society. I'm not even sure I can as an individual. Take today, for example. The way I spent my day to day, that would have been quite foreign to me before the pandemic. In early March last year, I was still employed at MAC, working with Cindy. Which was pleasant, not terribly demanding and I suppose a good segue back into the world of working. I had about another 2 weeks l...