2020: The Year of Isolation
I started the year by asking myself if the year 2020 is the start of a new decade or the end of the last one. It was all the rage on Twitter in January. Everyone was all like, “I have 20-20 vision that 2020 will be MY year.” And I couldn’t wonder why there would be any significance in discussing the importance of this year. Did I want a new beginning or did I want a final farewell to probably my favourite decade of my life? And then March came. Words spread that a pandemic was unraveling and a new virus was spreading. Everything went into lockdown. I remember it because I was in the ER the night the NBA season got suspended. The doctors were all talking about this new virus. Every one of them wearing masks. Saying that flights from here to New York were cancelled due to a person falling ill to the virus. I took a taxi home that night, back to my aunt’s apartment because of cat sitting, and probably got the best sleep I ever had this year. But before I get too detailed, I myself became