The Tweets I Never Posted (pt. 2)

Thoughts from the 29th of June 2020.

Waiting to exhale.

Lately, this is how I feel on a daily basis. When your smile and dry jokes are hiding a mountain of pain, fear, confusion, anxiety and untold yearnings, to the “twatching” individual, your life is seemingly “business as usual”.

When all you really want is a hug from your friends, but you’re in the middle of a pandemic so must socially distance in order to not only protect yourselves, but to protect the vulnerable. What do you do then? Hug Zvisinei, that’s what I do. (Zvisinei is my pink stuffed koala, an absolute beaut.) When I hug Zvisinei, I momentarily feel a sense of calm. Her name means “however”, or “nonetheless”. She’s become a symbol of strength, to me. Things are tough and I want to cry every time, nonetheless I choose to smile, pray and be hopeful, even when it hurts, even when words fail me. Moyo wangu unorwadza, asi Zvisinei hazvo, Mwari vaneni. Ishe Vanesu.