By: Melissa Lee
Many weeks ago, back when coronavirus was still a punchline, my boyfriend Marcial asked half-jokingly how we would see each other if there was a quarantine. He lives in Boston, and I live in New York City. I scoffed at the idea of such a thing happening. But I am a planner, so I started thinking about the “what if,” anyway.
My job only required a standard computer and internet access, whereas his required additional computer hardware and specialized software. I live with a roommate, and he lives alone in a one-bedroom apartment. Also, if I went to Boston, I could see my family.
On Friday, March 13, my company announced that they were moving to a work-from-home policy. Being a temp, I was furloughed. That same day, Marcial took home all of his computer equipment and began working remotely. That week was also when Broadway theatre, museums, and other entertainment venues in New York began shutting down.
Choosing to leave New York City was an easy decision at that point. Deciding what to pack into limited luggage for an indeterminately long stay was not. After one day spent stressing over whether or not I qualified for unemployment benefits, whether or not I would still have health insurance, and how many pairs of contact lenses to bring, I caught a bus to Boston.
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