Bleary eyed I arise, dress, and stagger downstairs to join the line, I feel like a shadow of my former self; There are volunteers everywhere, one volunteer checks his phone; Another hold a bottle to sterilize the air;
Still more move and control the head of the line; And… eventually wave me forward, when it’s my turn; Everything needs a dose of spray;
There is no walk around the building today… we return back to our homes; At last I sought out my tea shelf… I have finally organized my tea.
