I’m three days short of going into my third week of quarantine, and I’ve come to realize many things.
I miss how simple it was to go to the store and how much I took that task for granted.
I miss having my weekly Dear Gorgeous meetings with my iced americano and a week’s worth of updates for my co-host.
I miss watching my favorite band play every Wednesday night at the same local bar, which I consider to be a staple to my youth.
But more than anything else, I miss having human contact.
I never would have imagined living in a world where we can’t hug, touch, or embrace one another. It’s not the four walls that I’m confined in or the mundane routine I’ve come to create for myself that is getting to me, but the inability to physically feel the presence of another.
We must stand six feet apart because social distancing is the new norm.
We must stay connected through the use of technology, which too should be used mindfully.
So in times of uncertainty, I say this — write, and write freely.
Write a letter to yourself. Write a poem. Braindump your thoughts and emotions during this transitional period because through all of this I realized that:
Prior to this pandemic, I was going through my set of struggles in my personal life. Inspired by these events and this newfound space and time, I have decided to start writing my #FiveLineStories again. I started this project about a year ago but stopped due to fear. Lots of fear (which I will save for another post).
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Originally published at https://akinamarie.com on March 30, 2020.