Talking to My NYC Roommates During Lockdown.

In our capsule, we work through our emotions and transgressions.

Saving the world is boring and involves communication and patience. Photo by niklas_hamann on Unsplash

I grew up with an anxious and depressed mother, so when my roommate watches me disinfect the groceries, I get the same feeling I used to feel when my mom refused to drive me to school, to swim practice.