The Happy Man

Man is a gregarious creature making it

difficult for people to adjust to lockdown

caused by the novel coronavirus but doing

so it is well understood, helps to control

the pandemic and saves lives. Not many

are happy with lockdown as a solution

yet aside from the immuno-suppressed

some are. Take my neighbour, and I wish 

someone would, as an unregenerate sociopath

known for his penchant of crossing the road

rather than come face-to-face and be forced to

grimace his version of a greeting toward those

he has lived beside for decades. His wife is

an optimist as an extrovert as she cheerily

chirps that her husband is not one to engage

in 'chit-chat'. As morose and averse a being

as a hermit who loathes life and those who

inhabit the world alongside him, he is now

a happy man. Seldom seen in the out-of-doors

particularly now in COVID, where it has 

become officially and socially sanctioned 

to quarantine away from physical contact with

others, he was last seen, scowl presumably intact

face-masked, mowing his overgrown lawn

content that society has finally caught up to

his fixation on best-practise self-isolation.