Today was eerie.
Went to the laundromat, I was afraid.
More of us are wearing face masks, the others (who didn't) looked at us, strangely.
Were they envious that we were more protected?
Or are they in disbelief still?
You cannot get a face mask easily these days...
And this last sentence strikes me like from bad sci-fi movie!
I remember my friend Bill, back in early January, texted.
2020, buckle up.
But we never thought it would be like this...
I come home, feeling a bit safer...
Yet, still have to wipe my shoes.
Change my clothes, take off my mask carefully.
To not infect anything. Infect. That word.
These are the quarantine days.
Counting to get sick, or better, to not.
Tonight, I start my playlist.
Playlist of Quarantine songs:
David Bowie, si señor, Ashes to Ashes.
Hope we will see you, but not too soon, Major Tom.
