Because my the ratio of salt to water in my tears is too high, I have taken to wearing my glasses instead of contacts over the past year. When I’m going to play soccer or do yoga or if there’s a fancy occasion I’ll wear my contacts, but my eyes dry out quickly. Now I realize I need to put in my contacts when I take a walk around the neighborhood wearing a mask, because my glasses fog up instantly. Tonight I walked the route that we use when Zeke and I walk to school together. It’s just a mile there and back, during which I wiped my glasses off on my shirt a dozen times and still felt like I was finding my way through the mist. Fortunately there weren’t a lot of people around for me to accidentally walk into. And I worried less than usual about being hit by a car crossing the street because there weren’t many cars.

I’ve seen photos of doctors and nurses and other workers with bruises and marks on their faces from wearing protective gear for too many hours straight. I guess they have a secret technique for keeping their glasses fog-free. At least I hope they do.

We watched another concert from home special tonight that raised money for the World Health Organization, since maybe some people think it’s important to fund their efforts to address the pandemic even if our government doesn’t. In between songs, front line workers talked about what they’re seeing, and public health professionals and pop stars urged people to stay home and thanked our essential workers. Beyoncé and Alicia Keyes made powerful statements about the racial health inequities that COVID-19 is demonstrating and exacerbating. Lizzo belted our a beautiful gospel song and Jimmy Fallon made me smile by singing with the Roots while hospital workers danced. Jimmy Fallon appears to have a tunnel slide in his house that emerges into his basement or whatever room he was filming in. I feel like Jimmy Fallon is living his best life.

I am thankful to all the people who are using their powers—large or small, visible or invisible—for good.