I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.
j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.
Month: March 2020
be gone winter
take with you this disease
distrust
and silent truth
hello spring
too long we have wanted
now
give us reason to hope
03/19/2020 j.g.l.
Posted on March 18, 2020 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
I spent much of my spare time yesterday day reading
I didn’t listen to the radio, or even turn on the stereo. I just read.
I finished off one book and made a significant dent in the next. I hadn’t read like that in quite a while.
It’s not that I didn’t have other things I could have been doing. I had some writing I needed to do, both in my journal and for this space; there’s a lot going on right now. My mind has been cluttered with news and events of the past week(s). There is a great deal to think about, but I simply read.
I needed an escape.
It’s amazing how a good book can, literally, take you away to another dimension. It is comforting to know that a humble book can soothe your troubled mind and help curb fears and anxiety.
There’s a lot to be troubled by right now.
I read a lot yesterday. I needed to. I needed to get my mind off of what was going on and let it travel anywhere but here.
A book allows you to focus on something else. A book can do that. It did yesterday.
I hope it will again today.
My journal is filling up with the reality we are living in.
I suppose it’s not that different than what I usually write; antidotes and examples of where I am, or what I am doing. Often I will glue in a newspaper headline or story that catches my interest, has some historic significance, or provides greater detail.
The thing is, most of what I have written, especially this past week, is pretty much focused on the coronavirus. COVID-19 is the reality we are all facing, day in and day out; statistics change throughout the day, increased infections and news from other countries. There are border closures and restrictions on travel and tales of self-isolation.
It becomes overwhelming.
As I always do, I write about my feelings and emotions. Journaling is a practice that allows me to maintain some balance. It is cathartic and it gives me a place to leave my thoughts.
Right now there is a lot to write about.
03/17/2020 j.g.l.
