At six o’clock in the evening, I realized that I had not spoken out loud the entire day. My voice didn’t make an appearance until I had to start teaching English that night.
How strange, to not speak all day. That would be so hard to do on any normal given day, but now it almost went unnoticed. Buried in my quarantine apartment beneath a pile of books and scribbled notes, sending messages on my phone, I almost forgot what my voice sounded like.Continue reading “My Sneaky Quarantine Sunsets”