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I have lost the sense of time. Yet, I am expected

I have lost the sense of time.
Yet, I am expected to live life.
Each day is like any other.
I know not whether I am awake or asleep.
Working, walking, eating, speaking all become acts in a dream that I sleep over and repeat again and again.
My thoughts and emotions in a constant state of lockdown.
Waiting for normal life to nag me back into living life the way it was.
 It's the 28th day. 4 weeks precisely. Almost a month. Every passing day is making the lockdown not only longer but also the longest. Are we habituated or are we anxious or are we habituated with anxiety?

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#lockdown 
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I have lost the sense of time.
Yet, I am expected to live life.
Each day is like any other.
I know not whether I am awake or asleep.
Working, walking, eating, speaking all become acts in a dream that I sleep over and repeat again and again.
My thoughts and emotions in a constant state of lockdown.
Waiting for normal life to nag me back into living life the way it was.
 It's the 28th day. 4 weeks precisely. Almost a month. Every passing day is making the lockdown not only longer but also the longest. Are we habituated or are we anxious or are we habituated with anxiety?

Write the #lockdowndiary for the #day28lockdown  #YourQuoteAndMine
Collaborating with YourQuote Baba
#yqbaba 
#lockdown 
#poetrycommunity

It's the 28th day. 4 weeks precisely. Almost a month. Every passing day is making the lockdown not only longer but also the longest. Are we habituated or are we anxious or are we habituated with anxiety? Write the #lockdowndiary for the #day28lockdown #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba #yqbaba #lockdown #poetrycommunity