Being ill kind of suits me.
Today it was the first day I have been out for 5 days. Still recovering, which means that my walk was very slow. I stopped some times, laying my back to walls or fences and just observing, seeing the world go by. I can only do one thing at a time, and not much at all anyway. It is as if I had had a chelaxing pill. This virus has really knocked me out, but it somehow feels that that is how life should be, shouldn't it? Being mindful, taking our time to see, to observe what is around us.
Still, I can't wait to be my usual self.