its nature i think. that we adapt to whatever we are compelled to. it’s been more than a week, maybe more, i have not been outside. i got a viral fever at tye same time the COVID-19 blossomed. that I am petrified is a small word for what I feel. and the family; I fear for them.
it’s raining here. pitter patter… tapping on my windows.. my plants are happy,but the world is an unhappy place to be in right now. death, decay, hopelessness and madness.
since humans and their machines have gone quiet the birds have started to come around. right now the city is quiet and I an hear birds. a koyel, an eagle, a sparrow and a parrot.