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My jeans no longer fit; Honestly, that's the least of my worries not like I ever really find perfect pairs anyway. It's the reminder for another zoom meeting that keeps me awake at night listening to sounds that I can't tell apart. I love my personal space so all these have all been a blur. Having people shove their faces on my screen, when an email can also do the trick. This is our new normal but I cannot say that I will get used to the mask. I wonder if the sun ever feels like not shinning on some days but has to just because it has to. Somedays I can't tell if I am sad or happy but the routines have a way of keeping me in check. The rain won't stop falling; like mother earth, I'm getting rather choked with all the monotony. There's all that talk of vaccines and trials and for the sake of everything right and good, I hope the world can heal from this. Maybe the universe needed a pause; a little break from humans and all their activities. And we won't need to go back to how things were but how we want them to be. I try not to overthink but I won't lie, some days are better than others. Like today, I'm calm there's a smile on my face and I can even remember the date.
Olivia Onyekwena is a freelance writer with a newfound love for poetry.
Very interesting poem by Olivia Onyekwena