It’s 3:04 p.m. I slam my laptop shut. That was painful. That last hour spent in a dead silent breakout room was the cherry on top. It’s crazy how much the shift to online learning changed the class dynamic. The introvert in me kind of loves it, but I was just beginning to make new friends. Oh well, right now, I’m more disappointed about the fact that we didn’t even go over the pre-work. My three hours of productivity were wasted — Ooh, look, another online shopping delivery! As if I didn’t have enough clothes. When am I even going to wear this dress?
It’s 1:09 a.m. I stop watching Kath and Kim for the 10th time. I should find a new show to watch tomorrow.
CREATIVE WRITING
Time for the daily walk with Mum for our stupid mental health. This is the 36th time we’ve walked around the lake, and my dog still gets excited. We bump into a few familiar faces along the way and stop to have a chat. It’s nice to see people in person instead of through a screen.
It’s 5:12 p.m. and the sky is flooded with shades of pink, orange and purple. The lake reflects these colours and I take a billion photos. It’s beautiful.
I can’t remember the last time mum and I spent time together like this before lockdown.
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