This weekend it all comes true

Technically it was the third weekend of the "Life in times of Cholera" - since closing Polish schools. Probably the first one, though, when we really experience firsthand the changes, as the legal limitations have introduced real changes for millions of people. Until then - well, it was mostly quarantined unfortunates who knew how (apart from getting sick) the pandemia feels like. After all, who normally takes part in events where more than 50 people meet? 

But Saturday the weather was balmy, inviting for walks, for meeting friends. Suddenly you cannot meet friends. You cannot enjoy walking in major parks (which is true idiocy, since doctors insist we SHOULD get out and about, while the administration closes down numerous - and spacious! green areas). You cannot get on any public transport conveyance unless you luck out to find a seat between two unocuppied ones. If not, out you go (and start walking, friend - it is what doctors advise, after all).

Plus, the numbers grow and become uncomfortably close to your skin. You might want to visit relatives - but what were they up to during the week? Shopping, perchance? Therefore, one of them might be infected, though still thriving... and you could come back home invisibly changed... 

Discomfort. Awareness. Have we already started asking big questions: WHY did it happen to us/me?