That day, nobody died — at least not in my street. But nobody laughed either. Not really.
And I whispered into the dark: "One more day. We made it one more day."
Here’s a suggestion for a poetic or reflective text based on (Portuguese for "any given day 2020"): "Um Dia Qualquer 2020"
The mask was on the table by the keys. The hand sanitizer, half-empty, stood guard by the door. Outside, the world held its breath. Inside, a screen glowed — work, news, silence.