I hate to tell you, but "normal" is never coming back. It never does. Even without a major disruption of society like this miserable pandemic, "normal" is always a transitory thing. If what was normal in my mother's day were to come back, women would be wives and mothers and homemakers, not pilots and engineers and doctors.
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