I felt an uncontrollable need to take a holiday tomorrow. Stay in bed, eat steak, stay in bed some more. I’m not sick, I’m not tired. So why do I feel like staying in bed all day?
And suddenly I realized: tomorrow is exactly six months since our lockdown started. My mind knew even if I didn’t consciously remember.
Friends, for how much longer will we let them do this to us? When is it going to be enough? People are talking about it like it’s something completely out of their control.
“When things go back to normal… If it gets better… When it’s under control…”
It’s going to go back to normal whenever we decide that it must. There’s no magical fairy who will give us our freedom back.