Day Fourteen,  Month Three

I feel like I’m in Limbo. There is no news about when we will progress from compound confinement to district access. 

A mother and daughter take a morning walk; The hairdresser moves from building to building, providing haircuts; Her tools of trade;

A government food delivery arrives, does this mean that we are going to be in extended lockdown? The volunteers leaders discuss what the next steps; The men load the blue trike for delivering the parcels;

A woman walks towards the South Gate to pick up a parcel; Residents wait for the delivery of the government food package; The vegetables in the food package are pretty much the same as what they have been in the last three boxes, however it is still good to have them.