by Everlasting   Mar 24, 2020

yesterday as I was watching the numbers of people infected with the Coronavirus,
I was thinking how much I love the numbers increasing in my bank account
It brought me a sense of satisfaction but mostly a sense of security
but now, as the numbers of infected people around the world keep increasing on a daily basis

I find myself looking at my bank account
wishing that what I have left was the number of infected people right now.

Stay at home. Wash your hands.


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