Even under normal circumstances I’m having trouble with life in general, how everything seems to float slowly by, nothing changes, nothing happens, the everydayness, the unbearable lightness of existence.
It goes
without saying that this forced and imposed period of standstill is not really
my thing. I thought groundhog day was a nice movie, but to relive it here every
day is a bit too much for me.
With all
respect to those who enjoy this obligatory period of rest, who finally have
time to walk the dog properly, who suddenly discover that cooking can be fun,
realize that sport can also be relaxing, who value the constant presence of their
partner, but I want to go back to life.
Reports are
also coming in from Belgium about how stress free this new way of life feels
for some, stepping out of the rat race, great! Of course I can only confirm
that, because all the positive points that people now list as positive aspects
of the lockdown are the reasons why we moved to our hill twelve years ago.
So, here I
always have that peace, that calmness as a basic element and I absolutely did
not need a pandemic for that. Now I urgently need external impulses, work,
drink a pint at a bar, healthy stress, alertness, being awake, intellectual
stimuli, making money, receiving people, social contacts, life …
I continue
to feel that later I will still have enough time to stand still, reflect,
meditate if I have to, yoga even, whatever, but that now life, our lives can go
back on track . I want to go forward again and hope that the world will follow
me, if necessary with a mouth mask and disinfectant gel in my inner pocket, but
forward!
