![]() ![]() Once I started to accept this to be true, amidst the pressure of focussing on deadlines and wondering why I cannot come up with any more excuses not to go on a run, I started to accept the “failures” of my isolation life as reminders that I am still lucky and alive. We are isolated during a pandemic, trying to create new normal. ![]() None of that working from home stuff is sitting well with me. I’m not going to pretend this piece is coming from a sunlit bed with crisp, clean sheets while I effortlessly arrange my perfect morning hair and take a sip of herbal tea against the gentle hum of my vintage vinyl. In between working out how much cheese is too much cheese and being self-tasked with writing a literature article of some sort, I have been gently pushing myself to read some poems. Being cooped up indoors all day can cause disastrous outcomes such as trying yoga, or at worst, turning to TikTok. During social distancing, social media is becoming increasingly key. ![]()
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