COVID

As I saw the two lines appear I knew my fate had been decided for me. I finally got COVID-19.

This week has been this awful dream I can’t seem to wake myself from. It’s not just the physical aches, but the mental and emotional ones as well.

Days 1-3 were just an entire haze of sleep, Netflix, and my occasional burst of strength to go to the bathroom or get something to eat or drink. Days 4-5 have felt like a prison within my own mind where my will to do anything is non existent.

Honestly, it’s been hard to even put into words what I’ve been experiencing. Maybe it’s hopelessness, maybe it’s lack of inspiration, maybe I just have COVID.

All I know is I want to feel alive and inspired again and I’m not quite sure how to do that. Everything feels boxy and grey, and I wonder whether COVID evoked that or just amplified emotions that already persisted.