When things seem all uncertain
(as, these days, they often do),
We take comfort in the normal, And the mundane helps us through.
So when normal is upended,/It can set out thoughts askew,
Though, if all the world's gone weird,
Then why shouldn't you do too?
There's never been a finer time
To be a different you.
Not better, necessarily,
But just a bit more true.
For someday, something will emerge
Alike the times we knew.
Might be nice, if, in the interim,
What is dormant in you grew.