I have been home for about 10 months now.
Initially I was taken up by the joy of housework., now it’s just a task. I do the least necessary.
I still absorb myself in writing. I still have a wish to travel. Haridwar keeps popping into my mind!
I hardly leave my house, my room for that matter. No desire to go out, to meet people, to see movies, to shop… all that seems to have evaporated.
Still do feel like reading and writing and meeting friends over the internet!
