At times, it is easy to forget that you are living through such a significant moment in history. Perhaps that is the scariest part of it all. In the beginning the distancing, the isolation, the fear of catching coronavirus was all consuming. The world gre

At times, it is easy to forget that you are living through such a significant moment in history. Perhaps that is the scariest part of it all. In the beginning the distancing, the isolation, the fear of catching coronavirus was all consuming. The world grew silent which only amplified the screaming panic in your mind. There were fears that things would never go back to how they were. To normal. That we would never feel bodies press against us as we shouted lyrics at a concert. That we would never begrudgingly board a overfilled train carriages, our sweat soaked hands boldly grasping metal poles for support. That we wouldn't share drinks with strangers and taste sneak free samples at shopping centre stands. And then suddenly things changed. I don't know the exact moment, I can't tell you when. But all of a sudden doing a 1.5 metre spaced tango with a stranger was normal. It was no longer strange to think that we couldn't go to parties, go to school, mingle in crowds and fly the world - no, it was utterly absurd to think that we ever had. I think that is the most frightening part - to think how quickly we adapted to the new normal. Is it a good thing we are so resilient? Probably. Does it scare me that we may never return to the past? Definitely.