Honestly i adore being in quarantine (self-isolation or how you want to call it). No commuting, no useless offline meetings (online meetings are still persent, unfortunately), the less contacts the better (ok, it has always been true for me). At first I was really afraid of any contacts, but in July or so the fear weakened. However, I hope not to return to school (I work part-time as a teacher) until at least January. My attitude to family somehow shifted, but not due to the quarantine. In May my elder brother suddenly died of pancreonecrosis. We haven’t talked for more than ten years because of previous tensions, so to say. Seeing him in coffin was a really awful experience. It occurred to me that every disagreement we had could have been tolerated, and his frequent episodes of bullying me could have been forgiven. Speaking of plans and opportunities, I guess nothing really changed. I wanted to go somewhere south or west (to Belarus), but for now it is simply dangerous because of the infection.

[submitted on 10/29/2020]