Isolation In April 2020

I feel almost cut off from the rest of the world, Trapped, In my city, in my home, in my mind. I can feel the time slipping away along with my sanity as I cling to a semblance of normality. Only 3 days in with 33 to go, and even that seems quite unlikely. I try to talk to my friends, meaning lost behind faceless words and also lost, The countless treasures you never even knew you had Until you didn’t have them. The benefits are a great many and the cost is high, Too high. Time spent with my family is probably the most normal thing I have, But the time spent on the computer, even now, feels as if it is ripping away all that I had grown accustomed to. The monotony of life, the unpredictability as well, Gone A distant memory, Of life without Isolation