Thoughts in Isolation

In November, 2021, I caught COVID-19.

I was ill for a month.

(One year earlier, on 25th December, 2020, the virus had taken my father.)

Midway through my illness, on 16th November, I ventured out to my doorstep to look at the world.

It was still there; still turning without me.

Unaware of my absence.

That prompted me to write:

“Thoughts in Isolation”

Is this what it's like?

Being dead?

The world carries on

Not missing a beat

Barely noticing.

I stand at my door

Observing.

Nobody notices I'm gone

After day one.

Of course, they carry on

As I have often done.

It's eerie

Standing here

Watching the world turn without me

And puts me in my place.

I hope I don't die

But if I do, it's comforting to know

It won't matter much.