stay-at-home in south tyrol week #7
since all this jinx hit us, i often forget what day it is. days follow each other and are alike. some of them are good, others are sorrowful, and my state of mind is yo-yoing between serenity and disillusion. i'm not sure to understand the true extent of the phenomenon… no pizza & tiramisu at restaurant anymore, home cooked fresh vegetable instead (tummy feels fine). social life happens at the grocery store only. i don't know what to do, so i spend the afternoons outdoor, always alone. so did i even during the weeks we were forbidden to go for a walk – because i’m convinced that an outdoor activity like walking is a great health benefit, physical and mental, to strengthen immune defence system. though, each time i went out and about on the deserted ways, there was this bad conscience that tortured me, this feeling of doing something wrong, even if in fact there was nothing wrong in doing that because observing the safety distances, wearing that stupid face mask , the...