It’s in the taps, in the swimming pool of my neighbour Hin; most of all it is in the rain which comes every day now.
My child’s urine smells of it, I ask my wife if she can smell it too and she nods, I don’t say I can smell it on her.
Everybody at work has red eyes but despite this it feels like I am the only one touched by this phenomenon.
The president toasts the country and scientists say it is all we have left. So we must make due with it.
I do not know how to end this note to you or why I am writing it. Perhaps the phenomenon moves me to be in touch with you? I miss everything; sometimes even death! If you can imagine. You are the only one I can write to, I doubt death has the time to read electronic messages.
I must say goodbye now. Let us Hope for a normal tomorrow.