I have been stuck before.
Plenty of times.
In the usual places. Elevators or behind doors that won’t open. I was even that kid with their head stuck between the staircase bannister, forever immortalised in a Polaroid photo in the back of a photo drawer.
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I have been stuck in awkward conversations, going-nowhere-relationships, and at the end of a long line at the post office. I have also felt stuck in a hospital room watching someone I loved deeply, take their final breath.
Never before though, have I been so stuck and so desperate to not be.
COVID-19 has got me too and it is has knocked me. A sucker punch.
I have no actual symptoms, and I am not testing positive. But it has me.
The virus should be causing a minor annoyance, stopping me from getting a haircut, or meeting friends for drinks or heading into the office right now. But it is doing something so much crueller and so unfair. I don’t know where to go or what to do.