By Deborah Schroder
So Scruff and I have become pretty close during the pandemic. He doesn��셳 share his face on social media but he let me use a stand-in so you could see where he lives. He lives around and under the pretty little bridge in the back of campus. I walk out that way to get away from the screens I��셫 on constantly, as many of us are.
Initially I played a little game, loosely based on the ��쏝ridge Assessment Drawing��� in art therapy. What kind of day was Scruff having? Munching a nut in the shade by the bridge, sitting on the bridge watching the birds, or hiding under the bridge?
And I know he��셲 been watching me and listening to my stories of being online all the time. He has some thoughts on moving forward through this pandemic:
- Use your ��쐕nder the bridge time��� wisely. There��셲 a fine line between safely isolating at home and slipping into unhealthy isolation. If you��셱e outdoors, nature will remind you that time really is passing. A few changing leaves can already be spotted. Scruff said he��셝 sometimes get annoyed when campus got too ��쐏eople-y��� Now he misses us and wonders if we miss each other.
- Scruff remembers how he��셝 watch humans share things ��� art supplies, rides and food. He hopes we still nurture our relationships somehow. So much is lost that used to happen in brief encounters in the hall, on a path or in the parking lot. There��셲 such a difference between curating an online platform/presence and maintaining relationships. Even when those relationships are mostly online.
- Laugh big! He misses the laughter here especially. He wonders how we do that now. He thinks we might go too long without genuinely laughing (he doesn��셳 mean the small smirky kind, either). He hates the word ��쐏ivot��� because it diminishes what we��셶e had to do. Pivot happens on a fashion-week runway or a red carpet. He says we ��쐔ornadoed���.
His other thoughts were more personal suggestions for me, like what time of day is best to spot hummingbirds and the idea that I could try and be friends with the lizards (nope). We��셱e both hoping that all of us can ride out this tornado of a year and still find some time to sit on the bridge in the sun and smile.