we all live in different times.

our bodies and minds are processing time differently.

a person waits 2 seconds before refreshing their messages on loop like a glitching robot in hopes that loved ones will immediately register their wellbeing with ticks and seen stamps.

a person waits 10 seconds as they grip onto the nearest crutch and hope for their blurred vision and headrush to pass after a culmination of stress and exhaustion.

a person waits 1.5 hours on the phone for the automated drone of customer service assurance loops to give way to an actual speaking human.

a person waits 24 hours for bloodwork results to return and decide if they are ill from the pandemic or from an assortment of apparently more assuring diseases.

a person waits 14 days at home in a cocktail of boredom and loneliness and anxiety and helplessness as they repeatedly study their body for warning signs and slowly condition themselves to become hypochondriacs.

a person waits 2 months for borders to open and flight to become available again so that they might run into the arms of family they dearly miss.

our bodies and minds are processing time differently.

we all live in different times.

we all live in difficult times.

we all live in times.