(A series of personal observations recorded as Italy takes action against the spread of Covid-19,
first published March 12, 2020)
The discussion over lunch starts innocuously enough.
“I’m going to head over to the market [the only one that doesn’t close for three hours at lunch] before I head back to the studio. Anything in particular you think we need? “
“What? No. ARE YOU CRAZY?? You’re not going.”
I just look at him.
“…Because there’ll be PEOPLE there.”
“Um, yes… I would imagine there would be. But it’s lunchtime, so not so many.”
“NO. You’re not going. Absolutely not.”
For balance, every household needs one person who’s OCD is rearing its disinfected-6-times-today-already head, and one person who is continuously on the verge of a mass-murder-suicide trip.
I added this blog as a way to share some thoughts and experiences around the impact of Covid-19 on my life here in Southern Italy. These posts have been a near-daily practice during this time and are largely unedited, most having been first posted on Facebook. They are of course in order with the most recent entry on the first page. I invite you to explore previous posts or even start from the beginning.