Mar 2, 2021
1 min read
Lockdown
Empty hallways, empty workspace, empty pubs.
Empty wallets, empty hopes, empty gloomy winter days.
A dash of spring, a white glimpse of first snowdrops.
Lockdown.
The sun is out, but the people are still in hiding.
Sometimes late at night, on the bus or while waiting in line, I get a random surge of creativity. I also get creative nightmares, so here’s a glimpse into my life.
