Quarantine Diaries Norway V -
Bad Weather, Same Day

QDN 5 - Bad weather, same day

That you can count the days in Volda by days that the Sun hides, it is nothing new. Since we arrived in August, our days have been organized in unpleasant days, with precipitations, interpretive days in which everything depended on your attitude and, without a doubt, pleasant days in which clarity invaded all the holes of this great and, at sometimes, inhospitable town.

Today is one of these unpleasant days, time pass by out there. I realized because yesterday when I went to bed, a great blackout caused by darkness in the night made me close my eyes and the clarity woke me up some hours after. That’s the proof that time doesn’t stop.

This morning as always: I look at myself, my old pijama on, the book I’ve been reading last night is still under the bed. I think about the breakfast, best time in the day. The same thought invaded my mind: bad weather, same day.

Carla Escribano Pérez