So I went for a walk and found a space ship. Bet you weren't expecting that! Things have taken a strange twist since I started watching Ancient Aliens out of desperation on Netflix. I took myself towards another part of the river and there she was, on stilts. Made my day. (See photo below).
During my nightly two hour wake around 3.30, I've been checking up on people I met in Italy last year, seeing how they are surviving during this period. One lovely photographer buddy is in New York, self isolating on her own. Another guy from Modena is also doing the same, he's been in lockdown since February 24. I'm so lucky to have the girls. Our saviour is social media but it's also freaking us out to no end. The addiction is real. I can't help myself checking stats at 4 am in the hope that suddenly things might have shifted, curves flattened overnight.
And so I write because it's my outlet for many emotions at the moment. I've wanted to be a writer since I was fifteen. I wrote so many novels that are now shelved in my cupboards. I was a nerd, I was reclusive and happiest writing poetry and fiction. My first one for school was called To The Sea with Marina as the romantic heroine...of course. And then teenage angst and anxiety almost crippled me and I came out of it at twenty three and met my late husband. I had no need for escapism, I was living a crazy life with an eccentric workaholic Italian, selling homemade jewellery and pottery at markets, working my way up to galleries and then homeschooling. There was never the time. Oh, I kept journals infrequently and in the back of my mind I was always going to write again. But I didn't. It took a worldwide crisis to get me going again. So strangely enough I have Covid 19 to thank for translating my inner voice once more. I'm not at home so I can't paint the house yet again, or clean out the cupboards or redo the garden so to prevent depression isolating me even further, I had to write. I'm so grateful for the comments I get and that you guys out there are reading my blog. It's a miracle for me and is giving me back my confidence that had been eroded through a number of events over the last few years. Miracles do happen and alien spacecraft can be seen when least expected.
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