Everything/all of us
(one more cigarette before it's time to go home)
I was sleeping but I was really awake.
I was awake but I was really sleeping
I need to see something // Something needs to happen //
I am starving for something // I need to touch you, but I can't //
In the midst of the pandemic I found myself isolated with my thoughts, touches, with myself.
And endurance.
Against all regulations - 'all of them' - we met.
No one is an island and we need each other - always - to feel sane.
Virtual connection cannot, can never replace what it means to be with each other; to see each other, to smell each other, to touch one another .
These pictures are a record of some of our days, evenings, in-the-midst-of-crisis-times together.
When I look at them I can still recall the general feelings that surrounded us, the anxiety, the worrying, the madness, the wantings to go outside to feel the sun on our faces, your voices,
the comfort we found in each others arms.