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Lockdown Palaver

I just wanted to put it out that in the year of our Lord two thousand and twenty, a deadly plague fell upon the face of the Earth. It was terrible and thousands of people died. The disease was popularly known as the Corona virus. it also was known by several names such as Covid19, Colonial Virus, Wuhan Virus (a bit racist though), Corona Various, Convict 19 and Covik 1-9.

The governments in many cities imposed a lockdown. I for one, was locked down in Jos. The first phase of the lockdown was a boring experience. I spent it on Instagram and Twitter mostly checking out fine girls. It passed away uneventfully. We were given a few days break to stock up before the second phase began. I came out of this one looking like a cave man. Surprisingly, one little girl I know put her hands on my face and said "Hmm. You're becoming a man". My boyish charm had vanished and I was looking like some neanderthal.

The second phase was a bit better, I spent it developing some content for my clients. I ensures I looked better. I didn't prepare well for this second lockdown. I realized that I had run out of cooking gas the night the lockdown was to begin. Worse still, I had no place to go and buy gas that night. The week that followed was a week of cold baths, having snacks for breakfast and eating street food. The first thing I did when the lockdown was lifted was to buy gas.

This period also afforded me time to think about all my relationships and muse over romance. Like Dr Strange I have viewed millions of possibilities yet still I'm none the wiser on the subject matter. Well, what is mine is mine and I'll definitely get her no matter what it takes.

We're now in the third phase of lockdown. It's still boring but then I've decided to write more and give myself to art. I wanted to buy a sketch pad and colour pencils but I missed out on lockdown. I also want to play my harmonica and enjoy solo jamming. I also want to use the time to add a few chapters to my novel. How successful am I so far? Totally unsuccessful. I hope to do better.

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