still dark… thunder is such a huge sound… a sound that makes it feels like it shifts the whole planet an inch or two one way or the other… we’re on borrowed time now, one hour to be precise, having travelled through time although it happened while we were asleep; we missed it, typical… what was it like?… can I remember?… not sure it helps any more, this shift, particularly as one day now becomes another, there are no weekends any more, nor Monday’s to hate, nor hump-days or tomorrow’s Friday days… just one long day periodically interspersed with period when the eyes are closed, of… 153 mots de plus
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Well, that was chaotic.
I was volunteering as a Clinical Psychologist on the Australian Volunteer Program for the past 18 months in Port Vila, Vanuatu. It was meant to be a two-year role, but unfortunately due to the Coronavirus pandemic, we were forced to come back to Australia on the 20th of March 2020. 2 170 mots de plus