Chronicles of a Pandemic

It was a warm summer morning, the day I woke up and saw everything very different. From the outside, it all kind of looked the same: The birds were signing, the sun was shining, and the routinely activities of daily life were right there, waiting for me to take action: The kids were hungry and…

I’d rather be crazy….

and happy, than being normal and boring. That was the thought that crossed my mind while I passed by a bus stop and observed how people were looking at me in a sort of disbelief: It was snowing, minus two degrees, very early in the morning and this lady is running and smiling like crazy…