
It wasn’t until last Saturday night that I truly reached my plateau.
It was 8:30pm and I was in my bed, alone, after a carb-heavy meal. I found myself watching the opening ceremony of the Sydney 2000 Olympic Games and Nikki Webster’s standout performance (she is a true Australian icon and I won’t hear otherwise, pandemic or not).
But it was in that moment that I felt a hole; seeing the global crowd together, excited, united. I miss it terribly.
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Like most Australians, I’ve had an interesting pandemic experience.
From completing a Swedish master’s degree entirely online, working from an office for a total of 3 days in the past year and not seeing my father and siblings in Spain since 2019.
I miss my family, my friends, my colleagues and feeling like myself. And, I am not alone in feeling this.
I also recognise my experience has been relatively sheltered too: I am 30, single, no children with a stable job.
I have not seen my cafe of 20 years close, balanced working full time while home-schooling, brought a newborn into a world restricting new visitors or missed the marriage or funeral of a loved one.