
Things aren’t going according to any plan. What is normal, no longer is stable. There is no status quo. One day we are working out on a Wednesday morning at November Project Amsterdam and the next we are confined within the four corners of our apartments.
Being lonely has become a familiar feeling that we each carry in our own unique way. For some, we wear it heavily as we go through each and every day. Days, weeks, months flow into one another without distinction. Monday’s seem no different than Friday’s. We have gotten used to listening to our own, silent breath on our runs or walks. We scroll through our phones as we sip our coffee or tea without company in the morning. Post-workout Starbucks coffee has become a memory of the past.



