Like many people, I’ve been isolated since early March. I live with my grandfather and, when everything first started, we were annoying each other a lot. Lately, as we’ve settled into the routines and rhythms of isolation, I’ve begun to cherish this time we’re spending together.
I’ve lost track of how long I’ve been in self-isolation because of the pandemic. But one thing is clear: the effects of isolation are starting to add up. This became evident recently when the tension grew and exploded between my grandfather and I.