Day #113
55 people died today. The number is always fluctuating. When you look at it as a number, a statistic, you would think, a country with almost over 161 million, having death rates with 2 digits isn't much but if you put them on a microscope, this 55 people have families, among them are somebody's fathers, mothers, daughters, sons. Everyday people are getting infected and it is not new anymore. We sit in front of the TV with our afternoon tea and watch the briefing with concern that, this virus thing ain't going anywhere anytime soon. This is our life now. At home. When all our lives are still at risk. Stress, financial condition, the economy moreover the health, both psychological and physical. My friend texted last night, how she just wants 2020 to be over. And I couldn't agree more. This year is a complete blunder. It messed us all up. I don't look at the future anymore, I don't wanna think what would come next, I only dream backward now. When we had a normal. When we could smell flowers, walk down the streets, greet, hug, smoke pot, eat junk food and still complain about our lives.
I've been trying to keep myself busy. Doing a course online. Taking classes too. I have to learn the ukulele but it is surprising how I feel like now 24 hours isn't enough for a day. Time feels short when you're busy.
55 people died today. The number is always fluctuating. When you look at it as a number, a statistic, you would think, a country with almost over 161 million, having death rates with 2 digits isn't much but if you put them on a microscope, this 55 people have families, among them are somebody's fathers, mothers, daughters, sons. Everyday people are getting infected and it is not new anymore. We sit in front of the TV with our afternoon tea and watch the briefing with concern that, this virus thing ain't going anywhere anytime soon. This is our life now. At home. When all our lives are still at risk. Stress, financial condition, the economy moreover the health, both psychological and physical. My friend texted last night, how she just wants 2020 to be over. And I couldn't agree more. This year is a complete blunder. It messed us all up. I don't look at the future anymore, I don't wanna think what would come next, I only dream backward now. When we had a normal. When we could smell flowers, walk down the streets, greet, hug, smoke pot, eat junk food and still complain about our lives.
I've been trying to keep myself busy. Doing a course online. Taking classes too. I have to learn the ukulele but it is surprising how I feel like now 24 hours isn't enough for a day. Time feels short when you're busy.
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