Hi, guys I take a break because I have Covid – about life.

My dad infected me. Living with three persons in a tiny house was asking for problems. My head is bursting open and I have a fever. As soon as I better I will regain posting on my site.

I managed I tiny poem:

Head like cheese,
full of holes.
Fever makes the heatwave chilly.
I thought I wouldn’t get it,
but the virus got me.
How long will we have to live with this disease.
Today the world seems to exist only out of problems.


  1. So sorry to hear that, I hope you feel better very soon. The poem definitely sounds like most peoples experience with Covid.

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