Love in the time of Coronavirus He’s leaving the city and heading for the highway to the North. He brings some of the files he’s working on with him, just in case the police make him stop and ask why he is travelling. He will say it’s for his work but it’s not. He’s travelling for love; he’ knows it’s crazy, with the quarantine and all, but he can’t help it. He has to see her, to have her …
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Today would have been another perfect spring day, if it weren’t for the fact that this year no one cares if it’s Spring or not. Spring usually means we come out of our homes and enjoy the open air; this year we must stay indoors and wait, wait, wait. Never has time passed so slowly. Tonight, the clocks will move forward one hour, something that we usually welcome even if it means a Sunday with one hour less, but …
DAY sixteen (Thursday) Yesterday I had to go to the office in Lisbon. There are always two persons working there and one of the directors, or managers, will also have to be there, naturally. Even though I’m now in a particular situation, working part-time, I volunteered. A day at the office I got up early and from my window I saw a cloudy day, but as I got to the highway the sun was shining and it was …
DAY thirteen, Monday I get up early. The sun is shining, the sky is blue. I have a busy day ahead of me. No chance to go out. Today, if life were normal, I would be in Malta for some meetings, that will now be held by videoconference. Working day When we are all in the conference, a few small squares on the screen, we greet each other with alacrity – so good to see everyone is …
DAY eleven, Saturday It was not the relaxing day I had imagined. In the morning, the lady who helps me with the beach apartment called and said she was cleaning everything, so by the end of the day I would be able to move in. I decided I would leave Lisbon tomorrow. Then a friend called and mentioned the Government will be releasing a new package of restricting measures as from midnight, so I thought I’d better leave today. …
