Here we stay-in again

One year has gone by, and here we are again

These days, one year ago, Italy started the battle against Covid-19. We had a strong lockdown, for 3 months, and it was quite hard, also if I was lucky since no one in my family was touched by the virus.
But, a year passed on and we couldn’t imagine that we would be again at this point. Vaccines are going quite slowly, numbers of contagion are increasing, and we had to start again with work from home, the gym at home, delivery of food, and hours and hours on the sofa.
Sometimes I find myself thinking that this “thing” will never end, or at least not in a reasonable time. And those are the moments in which I start crying without any restraint, and you know, I think that at least I deserve not to make any effort to look “better”.
We all have the right to be sad, depressed, and pessimistic, and I’m starting to be quite intolerant of those who continuously pretend to be positive and “happy with what we have”. Sure, but I could be happier if I could be free to take a plane or a train or a car to go exploring the world and make experiences that will build my spirit and character.
Sorry for this outburst, I’m so tired.