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Little griefs everywhere

April 12, 2020

Today I tried to watch last night’s episode of Saturday Night Live, At Home. The cast put an episode together, all from their own individual houses. Watching SNL on Hulu on Sunday morning has been one of my favorite ways to spend a Sunday for several years.

Today though, it made me sad. Watching them try and be funny in the face of the pandemic, from their homes, just served as another reminder that life as we knew it is not happening right now, if not over entirely. It was another old reference point that, when I went back to visit for comfort, found that it wasn’t there. I didn’t finish the episode.

After I hit stop I called a friend on Facetime, told her daughter how pretty her ballerina outfit was, checked my email about 10 more times for another email from my dad, looking for proof that he’s ok and not bored, told a friend that I was sad, and now I’m watching a new documentary on Estevan Oriol and Mr Cartoon, two iconic culture creators of Los Angeles.

Grieving the old. Embracing some new.

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