I’ve been sick a lot recently, and I’m now on my second round of covid. Hopefully this is the end to my battering (;テ﹏テ)

I think I’m past the worst of it now, and by that I mean I’m able to sit at my computer and write rather than half-watch YouTube videos and half-sleep on the couch while I whimper. My grating voice has had a rest as I take the opportunity to keep practicing the Auslan alphabet though ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ

Of all the scents the winds could bring,
on the bank of the river,
on the edge of the city,
under the trees of the museum,
… I smell soap.

I feel like, the older I get
the less ants I see.

Sometimes I go into the city
for writing experiences,
any my mind screams.