Lockdown again.
Office closed, furlough scheme extended.
Legally I cannot do any work if I’ve been furloughed.
Stay home, stay safe.
Raining outside, and cold. Forget exercise.
The freezer is stocked up and more food is being delivered straight to my door.
Time for feet up, Netflix on, or maybe a good book.
Couple of indulgent snacks and maybe a glass of wine later.
This is utopia, 2020-style.
Until it gets to day ten and
I haven’t spoken to anyone and
The news says it’s only getting worse and
The furlough scheme ends and
Jobs are being laid off everywhere and
The shops are running out of stock and
And…
Look, a new box set has just dropped on Netflix.
This is utopia, 2020-style.
Written for #FOWC, hosted by Fandango on his blog This, That and the Other. Today’s prompt word was: Utopia. Click on the link to read contributions from other writers.
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