You’ve probably noticed it. My latest indicator was an experience at the shipping store this morning with Cheri. While she went in to send a package to her nephew, I stayed outside with the bikes.
Enjoying the lack of commitments or deadlines in the day, I stood under a shade tree and day-dreamed. My gaze settled on a leaf on the sidewalk. Wait. That’s not a leaf. It’s a twenty dollar bill.
I picked it up, noticing that it was near a car parked at the curb. So I walked into the shipping store and raised my voice through my mask so I could be heard, “Anybody in here own the white VW parked outside?”
The five customers and two clerks snapped their heads towards me. Everybody leaned away, their shoulders hunched up a bit. I caused the whole group to flinch.



