The day dragged like it had a personal grudge against me.

I couldn’t go outside. I couldn’t go anywhere. The whole world was stuck on pause, and so was I.

I spent the morning bouncing between three places like a restless ghost: my room, the kitchen, and the living room. Big screen on, volume low, some random movie playing that I wasn’t really watching.

I made toast. Ate it standing up. Went back upstairs.

Came down again twenty minutes later for water. Sat on the couch. Got bored. Went back to my room.

Repeatedly.

By early afternoon, I was lying on my bed, scrolling through my phone with zero energy....