STORY: Sheltering-in-place has been one of the most difficult times of my life. These last few months have been a blur, and I have seen some of the most exciting opportunities for me, my career and my life slip away. I was supposed to leave the country for the first time, I was supposed to have an amazing internship this summer, I was supposed to go to DC to study first amendment law and controversies, I was supposed to do an amazing story about an amazing family battling Spina Bifida, and so much more. Instead, I find myself in a haze, scrolling for miles, my mental health spiraling, my relationship struggling, my camera collecting dust on a shelf. Quarantine has felt timeless, each day and night blur together and so I have decided to refrain from including times or dates. These are the first photos I have taken in nearly three months.

Lily Thompson, the photographer, lays in bed for a self portrait replicating a typical morning for her in her home in Bowling Green, Ky. I stay in bed most days until at least 2 or 3 in the afternoon, switching between Twitter, Instagram and TikTok for hours. I refresh my feeds over and over to watch life happen outside the walls of my home without me. My boyfriend, whom I live with, is an essential worker, a vet tech at our local humane society, so I am left home alone throughout the day with only our pets and my own thoughts to keep me company.