I’m enjoying an early morning walk along the quiet sidewalks of my hometown. Squirrels, bunnies, and chirping birds keep me company. Most people are either still asleep or out of town for the weekend holiday.
I’m walking unmasked and unafraid. Two shots in the arm freed me from the fear of the tiny virus. So small, so deadly.
A woman is walking toward me, her dog in tow. We smile at each other. I reach down and pet the dog. “Beautiful day,” I say. She answers, “It is. Freedom smells sweet, doesn’t it?”
It sure does.