… that time before when we could touch, hug, and be physically close, without fear
… that time before when we knew what to expect, and how to act.
… when I thought that I wasn’t racist
... when I thought that I was a better person than I am
... before I knew how much I had to learn, and grow and change.
Now, I know that, that time before is gone
… as it should be
… and that’s not a bad thing