I don't want to catch it and will follow all rules, but i'm thoroughly beaten down by it all now. Day after day, week after week, month after month with nothing to look forward to and nothing but misery, death and destruction everywhere on the news.
When things eventually open up a bit, hopefully not long after Easter, i'm going to live my live again as much as I can this summer, even if it means I might get the virus. I want to see my elderly relatives once they've had the second vaccine dose. A foreign holiday is out of the question this year and even concerts and festivals are a pipe dream at the moment, but something simple like a drink in a pub feels like paradise.
I may not get the vaccine until late summer or Autumn, but i'm not just going to write off another summer, when we'll be in for another grim winter (at least weather wise).
This isn't living.