In this moment, in the worst Covid-19 things, every single second is a fear. Everyday is like a war. Everyday is tears and died. But I believe, there is still a high hopes.
There is a small things that I still can be blessed and thank enough. Like woke up in the morning, feel that I still breathe, see my body is normal and complete. Know that my family and my friends still alive, even though not that complete as before. I still can work in the safest place in the world, breathe without a mask, live like a normal people before this "things" happened. I still can see the beautiful sky without a pollution. I still can wear clothes that I want. I still can see the trees around my home. I still can buy an ice cream at mcdonalds. I still can smell the salty chicken at KFC. I still can see kids smiling at me with their babycinno while I'm making a very hot cappucino with 5 sugars.
There is a high hopes. Whats yours?
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