Isolation

Wow, I have just read my last blog entry and it was almost a year ago.

What has changed since then?

Well, I still live in the same flat, although I am not there at the moment.

Where am I? Funny you should ask... I am at my parents' place, due to a global pandemic that recently changed all our lives.

And we don't know how long it's going to last. And we don't know what's going to happen.

I am currently debating whether I should even keep paying rent (of course I will), but should I just tell my landlord that I'm leaving?

How do you move house during an emergency of such scale?

When will I know what the fuck to do?

It's quite interesting that I was still asking myself this last question, the last time I wrote, but now it has acquired a completely different meaning.

Now everyone feels like this. We all feel the same way, at the same time, but not together.

This is why I'm at my parents'. I am (sort of) okay feeling like this.

What I am not okay with, is feeling alone.

So I'm here.

And their puppy has just chewed up one of my favorite (if not the absolute best) bras...

Oh god.

I better go.

PS: this post absolutely SUCKED but I just wanted to write something.