Days of Quarantine - 4

I folded so that there is no sound.
But there is.
The sound of silence.
Deafeningly loud.

Days of Quarantine - 3

Some drink to forget.

Some drink to remember.

Days of Quarantine - 2

Pretty much boils down to your hands.
May be my hands.

May be both of our hands.

Days of Quarantine - 1

The isolation that may span into many more days and beyond. To take stock of my life during the days to come,  I take these pictures.

Taking pictures; something which I forgot but loved doing a long ago. In the midst of packing, I took my old camera. Still covered with dust and autofocus not working, it clicked. It had to be poked, a lot, to bring back to life. A photo clicked with half heart and half will.

For all those steps that I didn't take,

And for all those steps that I took,

The journey is still not over.