To dream of the past & live in it still, is to forego the future.
Childhood is present & the past real. On waking, aching loss remains.
Remember when breathing was normal, just something you did? Not inhaling a virus & getting sick quick. Remember when wearing a face mask was Halloween art & queuing wasn’t standing two metres apart? Remember when distance wasn’t seen as socially good & shielding was a word no-one understood? Remember when coughing or … Continue reading Our New Normal