What Quarantine Has Made Me Realize
Spending a lot of time indoors and away from human interaction can facilitate some unique yet poignant ponderings. Despite being a big introvert, I have recently found myself missing the excitement of bustling streets and the sense of togetherness in gatherings with others. …
I step outside into the morning rain, it greets me with a cold stare. Avoiding eye contact, colliding with others doing the same. Finding shelter turns anxiety to fondness and Like a heartfelt apology, Pitter patter on the windows turns coldness to warmth. For a few brief moments, we connect through our aloneness. For a little while, we share each other’s pain.
To be a man
To be a man, you must be strong and seldom if ever, ever wrong. To be a man, you must dominate and always, always initiate. To be a man, you must protect even if, at your own neglect. To be a man, you have to lead in each and every, single deed. To be a man, you cannot cry and all your wounds, you mustn’t pry. To be a man, is to have a penis and to do whatever, the fuck he pleases.