THIS IS US
The Season of Digital Rooms
Escape from a plague reality
Since the pandemic sent us home and slowed us down, reality has been reduced to the four familiar walls. I, however, have discovered digital rooms and now reality has some stiff competition. I’m not sure if this was in my life’s original script, or if it’s a sad development of plague times. But now that the TV is smarter and I am possibly less so, I’m spending more time on my couch, with a virtual room on the big screen.
It all started with this:
I woke up very sick on Christmas morning and everything was canceled. The one invited guest (my son) was warned away and home testing ensued — because to be sick in a plague is to isolate, test, and panic. We didn’t eat the fancy cheese or open the bubbles, and I spent the day slumped on the couch with tissues and tea, feeling spectacularly sorry for myself. My sweet husband, Steven, made a lovely holiday dinner while I was soothed and distracted by the above video on the big TV.
