One of the chief pleasures of pre-pandemic life was the ability to move through urban space — freely and with a certain degree of anonymity. Oh, to go into any old dive bar, take a seat at a table, and just watch the rhythms of life occur around you. It was a simple thing, but one that I found to be incredibly centering.
I wrote a piece for the Toronto Star on this experience of urban space and how much I miss it in the age of hand sanitizer, plexiglass shields and social distancing. I miss being able to gather with others in the LGBTQ+ community.
Until we can be together, be safe. I look forward to seeing you all again!