The quarantine stories, part II: Finding Joy
You are not quite sure when you have forgotten how joy looks like. You try as hard as possible to remember, but this comes to your mind: exponential-growth curves. Masks. Hands. Soap. Hand sanitizer. Aerosols. Distance. Social distancing. One meter, two meters. Social isolation. Alone. Even when living with someone. Lonely. Where is my joy? – you ask yourself.