. . . as if to mask its dependency—losing its identity
. . . the freedom to make one right choice within your reach today . . . to choose to exert power over your present life
How about not assuming anything about the other in 2022, and just be human . . . together?
. . . her vacant gaze looking back at a future which had never gone beyond 24 hours . . .
I caught his eye, and held it long enough to break open a floodgate of emotions.
—like monsters under your bed, which are never really there, but very real in your mind—
Social isolation is the norm—always has been.
Self-isolation is not a choice—and if it is, it is a luxury.
Social distancing is not a new concept—just a new word.
I thought I had become immune, hardened.
But I cried today,