Hometown Day ?

I don't know what it is exactly of my journey to my hometown across the ocean, but I do know it is the LAST day. I soon will embark on the journey west and will travel back in time to a world of yesterday and of BEFORE the end of Covid. Escaping reality to a buzzing and alive city was surreal and epically enjoyable, but somber reality of fear, tension and face masks and crossing the street when a neighbor walks by... is awaiting me.
But worry not, I will be coming from the future with a message of hope:
THIS TOO SHALL PASS.
It shall pass, and it shall pass QUICKLY.
And like the creatures of habit that we are - us humans will go back into our old ways of living a city life, shaking hands, gathering, seeing live shows and feeling free of the constant place of hiding of one's self. The virus gave us a shock, a hurt, and an intermission. But the show will go on. The show ALWAYS goes on. Perhaps that is why I spend my Covid time writing a theatrical play. Theatre is a long standing beast. And us? We are long standing beasts ourselves, and we shall overcome. In some places - like in my hometown - we already have.