What several days it has been. Everything seems so normal until when she left. As if time is meaningless when she's missing.

Left asphyxiated alone within four walls. They punctuated my days. A slow tempo that keeps repeating itself.

I'm waiting for her to come back from her long trip. I see you everywhere, on tv, on blogs. I wonder if you're okay. When she comes back, we can't pretend this never happened.

My eyes glimmer at the sky. One foot out of the outside, the other timidly follows.

I hear her; I feel her. I need height to appreciate his greatness. His breath in my lungs like a remote CPR against my mouth.

That's what I'm craving again to not be grumpy. Freedom from COVID is everything. What a year it has been😌.