I have no idea who he is. I think it might have been taken somewhere around the main branch of the Boston Public Library because of the marble and iron background. It doesn’t matter. His facial expression accurately captures the general mood around here.
Early today this old man was waiting for the light at the intersection of Beacon and Joy streets in Boston. (He has a cane in his right hand which you can’t see.) When the light changed in his favor he seemed not to notice it for quite a while, barely making it across before the light changed back again.
I tell you this because I think old people, a group I’m definitely a part of, are having a hard time with this lockdown. Death draws nears yet we have little choice but to stay still and wait for it.
This photograph is of a runner who has briefly paused her workout to stretch. She’s looking back the way she came as if someone or something is following her. I find the image to be an easy illustration of what we all currently feel about the virus. Things will of course eventually get better but, for now, the fear persists.