Lock-down isolation
What if we could fly like a bird, soaring high, coasting on the wind? By order of the government we are isolating, stuck indoors, protecting society. We can see the birds, the fat pigeons that wonder why less of us feed them nowadays. Is this bird also trapped by the pandemic? Searching for the tourists who used to feed it so well. Now the pigeons look at us through the window, and we look back. Who really is free these days? Our busy skies emptied of the planes that were always overhead, now filled with birds wondering where we all are. Let’s imagine are they encouraging us to look after not just them, but also each other? Then we will all soar high.