Day 4072

#LockdownDiary – One of many – Day 40

I grab the scissor from my back pocket and attack my fringe. I trim it there, chop it there, take off some clumps at the side. The sink is dark and I am light. I stop for an instant to observe the result. It is short. Much shorter than I had intended it to be but I like it. It makes my face appear boyish, like the wild child I used to want to be but couldn’t conform to with my dangling ponytail. 

Day 3872

#LockdownDiary – One of many – Day 38

I take the lumen print out of the sun and shelter it from light under a book. The afternoon is drawing to a close and it is time for a walk. We step out and soon I see my first flag. It takes me a minute to register the presence of the flag with VE Day. The importance of this day has been slipping out of my mind all day. Neighbours are spread throughout the streets in informal tea parties. I am glad to see them so far apart from one another.