Breathing
I’m suffocating. The lockdown caught me by surprise; when I first heard about it I felt like I was living in a dream fabricated by Yorgos Lanthimos. Everything was still here—just now slightly tilted left. My personal unease left me grasping for distractions, hoping everything will calm down in two weeks. I have always dreamt of when classes would be out for the day. I’m beginning to regret dreaming for it.
Simulated Suffocation
I’m suffocating. The lockdown caught me by surprise; when I first heard about it I felt like I was living in a dream fabricated by Yorgos Lanthimos. Everything was still here—just now slightly tilted left. My personal unease left me grasping for distractions, hoping everything will calm down in two weeks. I have always dreamt of when classes would be out for the day. I’m beginning to regret dreaming for it.