We become used to the things we do in everyday life. Going to work. Getting some exercise. Eating dinner and sitting in front of the television or reading until we go to bed.

We do the same things over and over, forgetting about many of the things we have done. Things we consider so ordinary that they’re scarcely worth a thought. Until something happens. My something happened in conversation with a friend.

Since the era of coronavirus settled itself upon us, my life has been surprisingly quiet. Not nearly the busyness I was expecting with exorcisms, soul sendings and…