— Written at 4:17 AM, Day 6 of COVID, from a couch that has become a boat adrift on a sea of used tissues.
Instead, your mind latches onto the big things. i wrote this at 4am sick with covid
When you are sick at 4 AM, completely isolated, the loneliness is physical. You might have a partner sleeping next to you. You might have a roommate three feet away. You might even have a cat who judges you from the foot of the bed. — Written at 4:17 AM, Day 6 of