Apr 8, 2020
4 min read
I Live Alone, and I Miss Touch More Than Anything
Self-isolation brings on bouts of touch hunger
The other week, one of my favorite writers, Fariha Róisín, tweeted at midnight an encouragement to check up on unpartnered people in quarantine, then concluded with an admission of how much she missed intimacy. I was immediately struck by the honesty, my finger pressed to my cellphone screen so that it…
