My life in lockdown has become colorless as time slows to a snail’s pace.

A view of the empty streets in my city Turin, Italy. Photograph credit by Brunella Pernigotti.

Twenty-three days have passed since the start of the quarantine. The rules in the lockdown are very severe, especially here, in northern Italy, where the most powerful outbreaks of contagion are occurring.

The time spent at home has taken on a whole new color, more uniform and indistinct, so I’m losing count. What time is it? What day of the week is it? You can only go out for food and basic necessities, so you can see long lines of people in front of shops and supermarkets: silent figures, distant from each other, waiting patiently. It’s strange how this epidemic is re-educating us to patience! The time of doing is suspended, there is no longer anything urgent, so there is no more rush. It would be nice if everyone understood this also for the future: we need slower times and more moments to think.

 … And I wonder if it would not be appropriate to disinfect ourselves even inside, washing away all the negative thoughts, hate and malice of the daily life: opening the window of the soul and changing the air would also be useful for our physical health.

On social media, videos multiply where they explain how rooms, hands and masks can be disinfected … And I wonder if it would not be appropriate to disinfect ourselves even inside, washing away all the negative thoughts, hate and malice of the daily life: opening the window of the soul and changing the air would also be useful for our physical health.

I have a hope: that everyone, powerful and ordinary people, take a step back and start again on a more honest basis for humanity and for our Mother Earth who is punishing us in a way, I believe, still forgiving and not excessively severe. We should learn to look at the world with curiosity, with the innocent eyes of children.

I have a hope: that everyone in the world would say the word “peace” simultaneously and in unison!

View of lonely cat on a vehicle in the empty streets of Turin, Italy. Photograph credit by Brunella Pernigotti.

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Brunella Pernigotti

I am a lover of wolves and of Nature in general. With the means of knowledge and awareness, I try to devote myself to the protection of the environment and of the endangered species, as far as I can do. I live in Turin, Italy. I’m a teacher, a writer and a photographer. I published a novel and a book of tales and have to my credit about ten one-man exhibitions of photos. I’m member of the board of a no-profit association of Turin, “Tribù del Badnightcafè”, that organizes cultural and artistic events. Besides I created a group of volunteers to help women who are victim of domestic violence.

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