I was on a (virtual) panel, as part of RVA Bike Month, titled Bikes, Buses + Budgets (odd comma choice not my own). Lately, like, for the past two and a half weeks, I've found it so hard to do things involving other people. This panel, about topics I know well and ostensible enjoy talking about, filled me with chest-stress for most of the entire day. The thought of seeing and hearing others—even just through a screen! Ack!
I had a great time on the panel and felt better about life after the panel, but I'm pretty sure I'll emerge from quarantine a misanthrope and quickly return back into an elective quarantine.