Oftentimes I find myself
Merely sulking in the depths of my sheets,
And it is just as often
I forget how good a day out feels.

A brisk walk to a mall,
An often overlooked luxury now,
Was a wonderful place to fall
Into the many spirals of conversation with friends around.

Minutes turned to hours
As we continually talked in peace,
And as we presented our views,
We caught up on flying bits of news.

Movies turned to books
And books to political outlooks
As we openly expressed, but also collectively felt.
Eventually, we will always find camaraderie.

At the end of the day,
With muscles stretched and spirit refreshed,
I returned,
Only to sulk in my bed again.

– Maya Desdemona