Love is the Weapon
After almost two months of insolation, working from home, eating more than usual and being less productive than I have been in my entire life, I've felt the world from afar. Everything looks like a movie that I will tell my grandkids about.
I see how people are mourning their dead from the opposite side of the street without a worthy burial. I see how people are getting sick because if they don’t go out to work they don’t eat. They say that they would rather die from Coronavirus than from hunger. I see how in my country people are corrupt, coldly stealing the donations for those in need. I see lack of understanding, insensitivity, and thoughtlessness from our leaders, but I also see good people working together to make a better world through innovative ideas, initiatives, and entrepreneurial activities.
The biggest countries, the strongest, the invincibles, are failing. I realize that our only hope is connection, work, solidarity and a change of mentality, LOVE IS THE WEAPON. Our planet is giving us a big lesson and it will not the be the last one. Mother Nature is wise, and we are just passing through this world. Either she changes or we change, and since she is stronger it must be us.
Sometimes we go out together to get some fresh air when we need it. We always avoid everyone that we meet on the street to have as little contact as possible. No smiles, no hellos, no eye contact. Now that is our life – just he and I and nothing else.
Paceville is where I used to hang out with my friends. I used to smile, drink, dance until dawn with no limits. I am not a party person but the couple of times that I came here it was full of people from all around the world. It was impossible to count how many nationalities were there. In this photo, I am there next to Cube, a gay bar that used to make special nights full of colors and nice people. Now it’s just a place full of closed doors.
The body takes out what is inside. Maybe because I have been more stressed these days, that's why my body is full of revenge. It wants to takes out all my irascibility and that's how dermatitis came to me. It’s making me crazy, but on the other hand, it has made me change the way I eat and has forced me to be calm and healthier. It is not easy at all and is quite frustrating because hands are indispensable and when you can't use them properly you got fed up with everything very quickly.
Taking a moment to fold the clothes and chat with my mom and my sister. It’s always nice to speak with them; it makes me stronger and gives me stability. Family is forever and is important to cultivate.