Earlier last week I received a text from the local health centre saying I was eligible for the COVID19 vaccine. You get early doors if you’re a duffer like me. 🙂 Self mockery aside, I’ve not had to isolate unlike my folks have or my in-laws, so things to be thankful for. Likewise, no side effects except a slight pain in my upper arm for about a day. The injection needle was one of those very fine ones, so you hardly felt it.
Luckily, the vaccination centre wasn’t far from where I work, so not a massive faff to get to. Or perhaps more accurately, not far from where I would drive in, only to sit in front of a computer, and be late to meetings because of yet more travel. Waiting for others who also had to travel in because that’s how we’ve always done things. 😛 Thankfully, things have changed, so reasons to be cheerful.
The bit that struck me was as I sat in the waiting area post jab, there was that quiet murmur of voices. A background chatter I’ve not heard for over a year. A gentle rumbling, laugher, and the sound of life. It reminded me of the time spent enjoying a tea in a café when you don’t have to be anywhere. Those moments of quiet reflection alone or otherwise, and life drifts post you love water in a stream.
It seems so different after twelve months of pretty much being at home with my family, talking to the staff at the Co-op, or working with colleagues remotely. As someone who likes their own space but who also is quite ‘peopley’, the sense of being with others was really rather lovely.