"Chuka," by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
Briefly

The pandemic acted as a catalyst for deep introspection, unveiling long-hidden desires for connection and understanding. Initially, there was hope for self-improvement during lockdown, but soon despair crept in as isolation took its toll. The narrator experienced vivid moments of fear and confusion, exemplified by unusual encounters with nature and physical symptoms of stress. A stark realization of aging struck them with the discovery of a gray hair, symbolizing the emotional and existential challenges faced during this unprecedented time.
I had vowed to make the most of this collective sequestering, but soon I was spiralling in a bottomless well, confronted with yearnings long unnamed.
As the pandemic unfolded, I felt the need for genuine connection amplifying, a desire to be truly known by another human being.
Read at The New Yorker
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