Quarantime

I was depressed

I got a bit better

I went outside on the sunny days

I stayed in and read on the gloomy ones

I began intermittent fasting

I started morning yoga

I dance everyday while listening to music

or sometimes while listening to my blood flowing

I light incense and breathe and remember what I have to be grateful for

Some days are harder than others and there’s no reason why

I hug my son tighter than ever

I didn’t clean much to be honest

My house is the same chaotic cozy space

And I love it even more but I’m ready to be away from it

I day dreamed of traveling exotic places

And other familiar ones

I missed people and places

But mostly the people

I wrote poems a whole lot of them

Super sad and super happy and super angry

Whatever I was feeling that day

I slept way too much but some nights I barely slept at all

I painted my nails

My hair grew and faded

I still took selfies

most of them naked with no face

I couldn’t get my motorcycle to work

But I swung in a hammock

I hugged trees on bended knee

I drank lots of water but in the evening beer and wine in a glass

I didn’t indulge too much

Besides classic chocolate chip cookies

I love to live life

And to be stuck in one place

Is a safe and secure kind of hell

I can’t escape but don’t want to go

When can we go

I’m ready to

Go