End of 35

That time again… day 35 coming to an end. Five weeks of this… mask-a-raid. Anti-Carnival. Whose Tweet went viral when he coughed. Left without a leg to stand on. Even light as air, gravity will pull you like a shroud around the earth. Wrapped in wind too porous to withstand her infectious laugh. The new day indistinguishable from the midnight that gave it birth.