Helena Helios
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practicing writing
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My Socks are Folded
Everywhere I gaze I see me – I’m at my place, in my room, inside. For contrast, I open up a social media platform I still enjoy and there I see someone, in a city that I love but am away from, has dressed up as a clown and has taken to the street holding a sign that says, “bonne fête la covid” (in all capitals). I cannot laugh at this. In response, I find myself with eyes narrowed, mouth breathing and trying to understand the feelings that are arising in me. I’ve been analyzing my self, my relations, and my lifestyle a lot this past year especially. The pandemic has been compounded with some inclement interpersonal weather – including events and situations that require gear and tools I’m still learning how to use – but something that has provided me with consistent comfort and growth is organizing my place and life to be filled with more glimmers (for hope and futurity) rather than triggers.
By Helena Helios3 years ago in Humans