I miss normality. I miss a lot of things that I took for granted. Simple things. I don't even care about masks but my brain needs more than the four walls of my room and the few minutes I spend smoking in the back garden every day. I'm bored of leaving home only for grocery shopping.
I don't know what is "normal" anymore. And I don't really care. I just wait for the day restrictions are lifted so I can feel a bit normal again...
