Quarantine musings

I think I have forgotten how the sight of these flowers felt like in a vibrant garden.
I have forgotten how the blazing sunlight warmed my skin, while I abandoned the worry of burned skin.
I have forgotten the coolness of the sunglasses against my eyes while I happily revel in the wild wind.
Only my sub-conscious knows how many things I am failing to remember these days.

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