Saturday, May 2—The people have spoken. They are on the move, voting with their feet, and some with their masks. But they are outside, eating, drinking, smoking and laughing, with skateboard, surfboard and iPhone at their side.

There is no more worry, we are finally free. People died, or they didn’t. We all died inside for the past month and a half.

Let’s pick up the pieces, get back to living, and remember the low gas prices, compassion and empty roads with fondness like an idealized youth.

We will remember you on Election Day, Dicks!!