Isolation

I always say
I don't often lose track of time,
but lately, upon thought,
that's a lie -
in a way,
I think I did.

Because funnily
enough,
as much as I know
the hours and months and seasons pass,
for me, it has been seeming to go by
incredibly slowly
but also so, so fast.

I count every day
correctly
but feel as if last
Sunday
was yesterday,
no wonder this feels wrong
and that I don't really belong.

19/04/2020