#lockdown one year in, and I now question. What is a Better Normal?
I have written my fair amount over lockdown, but a core tenant of my hope was to leave the old normal behind, not wanting a new normal but a better normal. The old normal (pre-#covid19) was as exhausting as I felt like a dog whose sole objective was to chase its own tail. I perceived that a new normal (post-lockdown) would be straight back to doing the same. My hope was for a “better normal” where I got to change/ pick a new objective. Suppose I unpack old and new normal with a time lens on both ideas. What am I really (really honestly) doing differently hour by hour, day by day, week by week, month by month and year by year, today compared to the old normal. My new brighter, shinny, hope-filled, better normal looks remarkable like the old when viewed by the lens of time. Meetings, calls, reading, writing, communicating and thinking. Less travel and walking has been replaced with more allocation to the other activities, but I have lost the time I used to throw away, the time