Quarantine Day 6
"You can't go there, Adrian," I said, gingerly pulling my son back even though the situation was more than 4 feet away from us. The situation being a family that was just casually lounging on the artificial grassy knoll. Their 3 year old son stared at us as we stared back. We slowly receded and went back to our original playing spot. We were at the wooden deck overlooking the broad skyline, the sunset streaking the sky hints of orange and crimson. The deck was a good distance away from the grassy knoll and we made damn sure of it the moment we stepped onto the rooftop. It was just us and the other family out on that cool evening. It felt unreal, almost dystopian. Is this what it will be like? People just watching each other from afar, afraid and uncertain, like we had our own radius of personal space that cannot be threatened. A pang of sadness hit me as I realized that this might be my son's future. That boy could have been his friend. Instead they just watched e...
