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things i miss during quarantine

“A daydream is a meal at which images are eaten. Some of us are gourmets, some gourmands, and a good many take their images precooked out of a can and swallow them down whole, absent-mindedly and with little relish.”
W.H. Auden

i miss

the strangers’ voices humming into a jumble of indecipherable sounds

 

i miss

the roaring of the bus singing lullaby to my morning drowsiness

 

i miss

the lifeless chit chat in the break room over stale coffee

 

i miss

the clicking of keyboards tapping to the same lonely song as mine

 

i miss

the daydreams born out of boredom 

 

i miss

the lies i told myself;

 

one day,

i will change my life

what do you miss the most?

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