Weary

‘How are you?’ I hear, The question with which most conversations begin. ‘I’m tired’ I say, A whole thesaurus of words ready for when I’m feeling more creative. Exhuasted, run down, burnt out ‘Knackered’ as we say up north Spent, drained, shattered, weary. Weary of spending hours on end breathing through a fabric mask, Weary…

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Isolation

Each day starts pretty much the same. I lose track of the first time I wake up, back to sleep again and again until a call or a knock at the door finally rouses me from my state of semi-consciousnesses. I wonder how much I’d sleep if no one called or no one came. I…

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How Long?

Scrolling down the news last night, it felt easy to despair. Pandemic aside, the headlines spoke of shootings in Vienna, Ethiopia, Kabul, beheadings in Mozambique. All in the last couple of days. Coupled with the frustration that any news outside the West seems to be deemed less important to Western ears, I was astonished at…

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Hope in the Midst of Grief

Today the number of deaths recorded as a consequence of Covid-19 has reached 8,958 whilst the global death toll has passed 100,000. Personally, I find these numbers hard to fathom, but the truth is that behind every number is a person, a life lost, and countless left behind to grieve. To paraphrase Matt Hancock from…

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Routine in Lockdown

The past few days I have woken up with no motivation whatsoever. A week into lockdown, finding a reason to get up and get going is proving hard. I don’t do too well without structure. Ironically, the past several years have lacked structure for me, first studying an arts degree and then working on a zero-hour…

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