It feels like the perfect time to move my plants under the sun in the morning and move it back to where they belong in the evening 

It is also the perfect time to finish all the 12 books I started to read but left here and there in the house, I want to know the end 

It is the time that I suddenly have in the evening to make a beef stew, a chicken soup, a rib soup with mountain yam and goji berry that requires 3 hours to cook 

 

It feels right to get detached from everything 

When it also feels right to absorb just anything 

 

It’s the time I no longer have to mourn for a feeling at loss 

It’s also that time your social media reminder will always punch you in the face  

 

I read about love I read about death 

I think of you I dream about us 

 

I wake up and everything disappears

I start to move my plants 

 

-JZ 

In Shanghai Lockdown 

April 8th, 2022