How many times have you heard the phrase “we’re living through a pandemic” recently? And how many times have you been told to “be kind to yourself”? Indeed it is painfully true that we are[…]
Tag: Covid19
My neshama: does one’s spirit diminish with every disappointment?
On a rainy night, after sleep had eluded me for the third night in a row, I picked up a book I have been putting off reading for a while and learned of the Hebrew[…]
At what point does a black woman break?
So many things have been clashing around my head in the last couple of weeks. To turn a rather crude phrase these things have “touched me on my studio” for the lack of a better[…]
Lockdown Observations: how can a book do all that?
There is an aching, like a hole inside of you that burns at its edges. For those who obsessively read you understand this aching, this passionate longing. It’s not about a want, not even so[…]
Lockdown Observations: On a balcony we shared our lives
There is a tweet going around on Instagram (typical) about how we engage friendship in this period of lockdowns and social distancing. The gist of it is that in this period you should really reach[…]
Lockdown Observations: What will I do when I run out of tea?
Welcome to another edition of my Lockdown Observations. These observations are a way for me to keep sane by writing and collecting my thoughts and feelings in these unprecedented times. The posts range from my[…]
Lockdown Observations: When will I be bold enough to hug again?
It’s day whatever of the lockdown, you know the one in South Africa. Yes, the one that also comes with 35 days of prohibition because why not. I began this day by haplessly staring into[…]
Lockdown Observations: There are no days of the week, just yesterday, today and tomorrow
It’s 5:15 am. Like clockwork, I wake up at this time everyday, I don’t even need to check my phone to confirm. I cannot remember if it’s Tuesday or Wednesday today. It feels like it[…]