I was speaking to my New York based brother on the phone before Rosh Hashana. “So, how are you dealing with lockdown number 31?” He asked. “Do you mean lockdown number 301?” I joked. “I’m not even treating it like a lockdown anymore, to be honest. This is just life right now.” I boasted. The truth is, it was “just life right now” because he happened to catch me at a good moment, when things felt…ok. Things were cruising, at least temporarily, and I was taking them in my stride — at that moment. You see, lockdown life is like that. One second we’re acting like zenned out tai-chi masters, the next it’s all why-is-the-world-coming-to-an-end.