And suddenly we understand that for deep connections to happen physical contact is not required.

We have time to gather around a table to play games with those - today - less strangers who share the same space with us. We find ourselves wanting to get in touch with the ones we once called friends, and we send a text message that ends up in a videocall that lasts until our phones burn in our hands because we are catching up on all those hours we weren't there, trying to fill our absences and un-fill our memories, doing our best to make it up to them for being so busy, so out of time, so… not there.

In every call, we bring up old memories, and we discover how much we haven’t told each other in the last month, year… decade? We are surprised to realize how many stories we have to share… and to listen to.

And there we are, smiling and laughing in one of the hardest moments of human history.

And we realize how much we have missed, and how in a world that seems to be so connected, we have been so disconnected, so gone, so…apart.

We got so lost in our corporal daily world that we forgot real connections are contactless and invisible to the eye but more tangible and everlasting than the best hug or kiss. But perhaps, only perhaps, in a few months we will be able to leave our old mistakes locked down to walk out into an era where what matters the most is not how many things do I have on my to-do-list of the day, but how many opportunities to connect with the ones I care about I won’t miss.

And perhaps, only perhaps, we will be smiling and laughing there too.