Nobody has all the answers. That's why it's so important to pick the questions you want the answers to most. And these days, having experts, people who have looked at early vaccine efficacy and safety data, answer questions is invaluable. Someone asked them questions about society in three years, and those questions included this one:

Love in the time of COVID-19 is a strange thing.

He thinks life will be getting continuously better. That seems like a reasonable guess.

But I'm not sure I'm prepared for the level of waiting this implies. I've been staying with family since the State Department called me back from abroad. But there's a big world out there, and I'm missing it so much it burns.

I don't want to die alone, and I'm worrying about whether the death or the loneliness is the greater threat here. I've been extremely responsive to safety warnings. You'd expect, in America, where there are functionally no rules or limits, those to be balanced in equilibrium. If someone could reduce their suffering from loneliness by increasing their personal infection risk a smaller amount, it sure seems like they are taking that option. So at the margin, for those people, the costs are virtually identical. (Of course, the disease burden is highly externalized, so they're causing more suffering and death than they could possible benefit from, but if America cared about externalized costs this wouldn't have been an absolute mess, tragedy, and waste.)

But my being very careful suggests I'm bearing the burden of loneliness, to help reduce spread for others who aren't burdened the same way anymore. My life, my future, my chance at love, consumed by people who just like to eat at restaurants or go to bars. I just have to remember how many other people are making the same choices I am.