those nights

it's one of those nights
the ones where nostalgia
is at it's strongest

it feels like before
before what?
i honestly don't know

before...
this

this
this
hand sanitizer, masks, and 6 foot-tape

i want to cry,
i want to hope this is all
just a dream,
something i can forget as time moves on,

but no
this is real

tonight,
it feels like a night
where scooter wheels rub against pavement,
and spring sports have begun,
it's warm tonight

this whole year
no, it  can't possibly be a year
has felt so real,
like it was never different than this

and yet,
it feels like a fever dream
so unrealistic
we're a science fiction movie ourselves, aren't we?

on to the next day, i suppose.