The virus that cured my sickness

"Ahhhhhh" I yawn and stretch as I wake up "ugh another day". My body emerges from the depths of my sheets, my feet touch my soft rug that lays on top of my wooden and very cold floor. No socks I hop to my bath mat, wash my face, brush my teeth, brush my hair the normal routine day after day. As I spit in the sink rinsing the last bit of toothpaste, I look up pause in the mirror, a faint whisper "today will be a good day" I laugh " fuck that you know that's a lie". I walk to my desk, I look down at my calendar may. 30th once again I laugh and say "fuck, when will this end". Distant voice appearing " Covid-19 has killed hundreds of Americans, a virus we still don't understand arriving from a foreign country, spreading globally, when will this end and when will lockdown end" "Phil, I think millions of Americans deserve that question yet what is our president doing to help fight this". Interrupting yelling at the tv my mother says " fuck that president he hasn't done shit but lock us in our homes" I agree but yet I don't agree if we stay inside we slow the spread if we leave the house hundreds die, everyday I contemplate what will happen I try to lead my day with hope but as more die and people begin to rebel against false justice being misinformed, knowing nothing else people get scared and panic that's when I loose hope, those are the days I loose hope. As night approaches I shed a tear not knowing the future.

"Ahhhhh" I yawn and stretch out of my bed, hitting the floor my feet lead me to the bathroom. Same routine wash my face, brush my teeth, brush my hair. Aug. 30th my mother's bday but still lockdown hasn't lifted and still inside. My family has set up a surprise visit well actually its a drive-by party, later today everyone will drive outside our house and honk for my mother the only celebration we can have. 4pm I begin to get the outside ready as my mother gets ready "to watch a movie" hahah ohhh she is gonna be so surprised. 4:55pm I tell my mother to run outside yelling as if someone has died HONK, HONK, HONK "HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRANDMA" "WHOOO HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM" as my family passes a voice speaks in my ear

" Do you see how happy she is that is all that matters, this virus is not a death sentence for everyone as brutal as it is people have time and there time ended and the ones who still have time left will stay, and those that stay, will have witnessed something that will be an eye opener, a lesson".

As months pass I have the opportunity to do some work that is much needed "self care the true meaning of self love" I speak to the ones who listen. I look down at my calendar on my desk as I write this story Jan 1rst 2021, nothing has changed in the outer world people still die, people still being mislead by false prophets, people stand and fight against the virus some loose, some win, we all have a different faith. I began 2020 with the hope it was better than 2019 and given everything, "I enter 2021 with knowing that 2020 gave me something no other year has given me, a cure for all my hate, I lead 2021 with my voice" I say this to the ones who listen.