Quarantine diary
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I live with my son in a flat on the top floor of a building with a mansard roof. I do not like my flat very much, because it is not well-lit: the windows are small and high up, and so whenever I want to look out, I have to climb onto a chair. However, I can still see the sky, which has always been blue these days. I miss the mountains all around… the roads I used to drive along in my car with loud music and wind in my hair. Out there, summer is coming. Meanwhile, my days are all alike, and my eyes cling to details, contrasts, nuances, and what I love most: imperfections.