This week’s newsletter is a piece of fiction, although not entirely. This edition is inspired by how quarantine has changed the way we love. Or…has it? 10:00pm Friday After the weekly call with my stakeholders, I put my headphones down. My ears were sort of numb from the constant chatter. I stood up and stretched like a cat. I broke my knuckles. A disgusting habit, I know. But that’s when I realised that I’d been hunching for two hours straight and now my shoulders had given out. I really miss my standing desk at work. But right now, I’m hungry. It’s 10pm, and I have no energy what so ever to cook myself anything.
The Zoom date
The Zoom date
The Zoom date
This week’s newsletter is a piece of fiction, although not entirely. This edition is inspired by how quarantine has changed the way we love. Or…has it? 10:00pm Friday After the weekly call with my stakeholders, I put my headphones down. My ears were sort of numb from the constant chatter. I stood up and stretched like a cat. I broke my knuckles. A disgusting habit, I know. But that’s when I realised that I’d been hunching for two hours straight and now my shoulders had given out. I really miss my standing desk at work. But right now, I’m hungry. It’s 10pm, and I have no energy what so ever to cook myself anything.