This self-imposed lockdown has aged me to the point that I have now twice walked by* my oldest local pal with him giving me the polite-nod-to-a-stranger head bob. I'm saving these incidents up for the next time we all go out for a meal (though I considered texting him right there in the street). I don't know if it's the new lines on my face or the ridiculous ponytail, or both. πŸ˜†

  • separate sidewalks across a two-lane residential road from each other