The prospect of never being hugged again, never hugging anyone again--- it was it own shock, when it popped into my head this evening.
There's a fair amount of hugging in queer subculture and in recovery communities. I suppose I've been spoiled, with not-uncommon hugging through the years, however single I am, however not especially close to anyone around me. But I like hugging.
These thoughts --- there are hundreds of thoughts like these, lurking out there like so much stealthy virus.