On June 15, 2021, California reopened. Just like that, a floodgate is all of sudden lifted. And I find myself remaining here, trying to rehearse what I used to be so good at doing back when there was no pandemic, mandatory masks or social-distancing yet.

I’m about living life to the fullest and taking things to the farthest. While some are debating whether it’s time to shake hands, I’m ready to hug and, this time around, hug with a tight squeeze. I was once defined by someone as a “hugging person” and I can’t allow myself to fail on that image. :p

Wait, what if I’m met with an equally passionate person? Normally, I don’t worry. But hey, it’s been over a year and we are all rustic on controlling the extent of passion being exhibited.

Hmmm, I can somehow picture it not ending pretty. Best to take baby steps in the beginning. After all, wrestling in mud is not the point of getting together, at least not yet.

What’s in your mind when the “floodgate” is open?