22 August 2025, @mariannewest's Freewrite Writing Prompt Day 2837: not quite dead

 [🔗](https://www.istockphoto.com/photo/im-on-top-of-the-world-gm1204052172-346306609?searchscope=image%2Cfilm) When I read about the pandemic, I thought, "Oh, that's over there in China." As the days passed, it began to feel like floodwaters, getting closer and closer. I felt cornered, like the entire world days later... Just days. Never in my worst nightmares did I think I'd be alive to experience a pandemic, something I'd only read about in books. I soon realized that, aside from what was happening outside, a transformation was beginning to occur within me. During that time, I rediscovered content creation on 3.0 platforms, my marriage went through a "reset" that nearly destroyed us, and overall, it was two years where my character was shaped like iron in fire. However, creatively, it was my most fruitful time, not because of an excess of time, but because by feeling and seeing the silence around me, I began to notice things I took for granted: from the colors of the sky (which were stunning at the time, or perhaps I simply didn't notice) to the sounds. During that time, I made short films, mini-films, and projects, which are still active. These projects taught me that I'm *not quite dead*, because if I had listened to the voices in my head, I would have died before I died.