Day 4000 of quarantine. Madness has fully set in. Not ate my own poop yet but that day is drawing near.
Today I walked to the shops, it was a happy experience. The walk felt like a holiday to Disney land. Then I returned to my prison and staired at the walls for hours on end, reading books and slowly dying inside.
Tomorrow I lift weights, then fall back to my depressing routine but hopefully I do not eat my own poop!!