I work. I study.

I do it all on my own.

Now I have to consider avoiding my family.

A type of self-isolation.

I’m so scared.

I don’t know how I will pull through.

My health and safety in jeopardy amongst every waking moment.

Which is it?

Am I safe and healthy or am I overthinking everything?

Looking in and comparing the symptoms.

I am so close to giving up, I don’t know if I will survive.

A week.

A week of suffering and being alone.

Work being the only escape from the plague among my family.

Strangely safer.

Ironically.