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“Am I still young?”
Well. I had resumed going out quite consistently over the weekend, if I didn’t have to work, then a World Pandemic broke out … ..
On a Friday night, it was once a disco with the guy. Then pub with friends. Then fish night with the family.
… now it’s washing machine night.
Something must have gone wrong at some point, but I don’t understand what.
To be honest, if I wanted to go out, I would just have to text someone and I would find some friends right away. The point is: I don’t want to.
And it’s not just because I’ve worked so hard this week and I’ve had the flu (to tell the truth, I’ve worked with the flu), it’s a general feeling of being old.
The first symptom was when my friend Luna told me she was going to an outdoor concert and I told her to not forget the sunscreen rather than flirt with the cutest guy she could find.
But who am I kidding? This is not the first…
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“Pandemic”
One year.
You know, it’s curious that the moment you have plenty of time to write, you lose your words.
Because any word seems banal, already said, inexperienced, deafening, absurd, surreal. Like this pandemic.
Pandemic.
I didn’t think I’d ever see one, lived one. Like many I felt in an era where pollution or digital would have been the enemies. The atomics. But a pandemic.
It looks like a movie and it’s not. And there is no end in sight. And you stay at home, you stay positive (no, I can’t do it much, let’s face it), clinging to the hope of common sense, of a cure, of an end. Of a new beginning.
And the words remain empty.
“Pandemic”
You know, it's curious that the moment you have plenty of time to write, you lose your words. Because any word seems banal, already said, inexperienced, deafening, absurd, surreal. Like this pandemic. Pandemic. I didn't think I'd ever see one, lived one. Like many I felt in an era where pollution or digital would have … Continua a leggere “Pandemic”