The Pandemic Chewed Me Up And Spat Me Out
And I’m not sure I’m better for it
Do you remember when the lockdowns began?
We were all baking bread and singing “toss a coin to your Witcher,” whilst making glib remarks on Twitter.com?
Then they dragged on.
Ever deeper lockdowns descended upon us, a heavy cloud rumbling across the sky like a dark blanket. We all got tired. So tired. Tired of the endless news briefings, tired of the daily statistics, tired of the alarmist headlines, of closed churches…