Isolation. Isolated. Some of my friends have been missing from my life for 6 months. And as year 6 approaches, I'm not prepared. I wandered into a year 6 classroom. Before it all. It blew my mind. Having to choose secondary schools, in October, was beyond my comprehension. How could I choose my future without being with anyone for ages before deciding. I'm the lockdown generation, and I'm unprepared.


I live in England, in a city. Driving for walks puts off the mood. I see the silenced television, the grey skies after endless blue. I'm sure that change is happening, and some people say changes is good. Some people are wrong.