Is your joy in living, your enthusiasm for life returning? It is so obvious with hindsight that the missing element was contact - physical human contact with others. As I catch up with family and friends, and we hug and get around the table together it comes home to me. And the joy comes back as we eat and talk and laugh and cry.
'The retrospectoscope is an endlessly useful instrument' said a professor, whose name I have forgotten, in the early days of the pandemic.
What do you see looking back?