Look at me now locked down, look at me now swiping my phone every second. A small tiny thing has taught the world a lesson. I just got a new car, new wardrobe for my upcoming anniversary to enjoy with friends, suddenly it struck and lock everyone down.
Now i am gaining weight, my mind is going off. I spend too much time on phone, laptop, and tv still am bored, feel like to go somewhere and have a fresh breathe but i remember i had to wear N95 mask and a hand glove. My hands are tired of being washed every time, it is dry with sanitizer.
Media is not helping me either, every now and then sad news. This time last year i was in Santorini, in the town of Oia. Splendid and wonderful, walking all through the caldera, with a pleasant aesthetic view, unforgettable ambience. lying down on my couch and my eyes up the roof nothing but the flashback memories of the beautiful Oia’s sunset of santorini. I remember passagio’s cocktail and aperol spritz and the shrimps sandwich of Mr Kostas.
I said to myself; when shall we be free from this lockdown? They say don’t panic but what is bringing the panic is the accumulated numbers of new victims and the fatalities in the news.They are providing the measures too on how to be safe #stayhome.
I red about something from a post: Next year i want to see nurses, doctors, ambulance crews, health care support workers, shop workers and truck drivers, all essential workers, grocery store workers having free red carpet parties with awards and expensive goodie bags. If this doesn’t happen it will be the biggest injustice ever.
