I slowly peel my eyes open as they are struggling from the lack of sleep during this quarantine, most nights I lay awake contemplating. How surreal it is, to be experiencing such a rare pandemic, almost lucky yet unlucky. At least we will have stories to

I slowly peel my eyes open as they are struggling from the lack of sleep during this quarantine, most nights I lay awake contemplating. How surreal it is, to be experiencing such a rare pandemic, almost lucky yet unlucky. At least we will have stories to tell our future children,

"Mummy tell me that story about the time the world went into quarantine."

It doesn't feel real... like an unfunny prank. They say it only feels real after you get it, but then it's too late to go back. I close my eyes again...

I'm biting into a sandwich and bored out of my mind, I find myself enjoying the sandwich. I taste everything, the sweet notes of the bread, the tanginess of the cheese melting into the saltiness of my ham, the umami coating my tongue in goodness. I think quarantine is getting to me.

I find myself quite cozy on the couch, getting ready to catch up on Netflix yet everything seems so quiet, I can hear the 'thump' in my chest, I can feel my blood pumping through my body, I can still taste the sandwich and the juice that washed it down, I can smell the fresh air that the window is letting in.

Usually I am too busy to notice these little things, but I am starting to appreciate them. Or maybe quarantine has made me go insane. I think a bit of both. Stay safe during these times x