I cannot begin to explain how all of a sudden Covid has arrived to our home. Did I send out an invite? I can’t tell from the confidence I carried in a bag that I took to all the cities.
It didn’t come as a shock as it was almost always anticipated, but it did come with a blow that makes one derailed from the everyday hustle of life. What’s one to say with all the medications that are available in today’s world to treat every single health issue? One for the acid that gets created within the hollows of the stomach, long overdue with such wrongly timed meals, yet another syrup for the mucus that accumulates in our valves for all the smokes we have eaten up alive must now dissolve. There’s a cure for all. The doctors know it all.
Sleep is solace. Racing thoughts — my sweet lullaby. Lucid dreaming is vivid on most days because of the medications. Drugs that we didn’t want to be addicted to. Drugs that could be delivered home with just a 5 minute consultation. It’s common, it’s everywhere. It’s what they call the third wave. It’s the wave that everyone saw coming, yet has arrived real close.
To take care is to mellow down, to disappear for a bit, to keep mum and to look inward. The numerous privileges lined up one by one will set you thinking of all the privileges yet to be thankful for. Friends who are close seem very far, but yet they can pack goodness and healing potions in a cozy knot and send it across. What’s the world without some warm soup? Helps with the shivers that run down our spines. Say thank you to friends so wonderful and get some good night’s sleep.
The day dawns again and things are a tad better. Are you healthy inside out? Not yet may be, with that simmering fever and bitterness in mouth battling with that vigor of one’s performer within. This is no time to perform, this is no time to prove, even. This is the time to watch. Watch the fan run, hear the tap drip, feel the pet snuggle, taste the fresh fruit, sip the hot tea. This is the time to resonate to all the times we didn’t. For all the times we couldn’t look inward to be the better version of oneself. This is the time to wave, wave, wave, goodbye to all the times that you weren’t yourself. A time exclusive to some, just to awaken.
