Remember how I had made a silly little pledge to not leave the house until lockdown gets over? That’s kind of the person I am, I am sensitive and emotional and can take things very personally. I often tend to get emotionally attached to certain things pretty quickly. That pledge I took, was an example of my sensitivity. ( I’m not talking about sensitive teeth, but I have those too. :))
Today, I did another such thing. I tied a ribbon on my wrist, yes sounds pretty silly doesn’t it? Well, I decided to wear this ribbon until the day I can safely step out of the house. The day when this nightmare is declared over. And, suddenly a thought came to my mind. Am I the only person doing this? Not tying a ribbon to my hand, but suddenly feeling attached to this lockdown. I have read about other people struggling in this lockdown and how they are coping with it. It’s like, I suddenly can’t imagine a world without this pandemic. Like someone closed my eyes, and I can only see darkness, nothing else.
It’s a weird feeling, really. And I feel guilty about it, that feeling I had where I wanted the lockdown to get over. It’s fading away. Not that I don’t want the lockdown to end, but like I am telling it,’’take as much time as you want.’’
Maybe its because of my holidays going on, everything seems chill, no online classes. I guess once my classes start this feeling will go, I hope so.
Anyways, this ribbon I tied to my hand. I take it as a symbol, its like a victory flag. Waiting to be waved on the day the war gets over.
That’s all I had to write for today, ribbons, attachments and weird dark feeling.
Keya, 13 year old, writing since age 7. Expressing her self freely on her blog! Enjoy the reading