In these quarantine days I feel trapped between my home in Buenos Aires and my family in Italy. The news coming from the other side of the Ocean are terrifying; suddenly, I can feel every single kilometre that separates me from hugging my parents. My self-isolation started one week before the Argentinian government declared the national quarantine.
My partner, our cat, and I share a 44 square meters flat. We move around like fish in an aquarium, slowly dancing and constantly navigating moods. During long hours, I look at the clouds on the other side of the glass. The sky changes as often as my rollercoaster-emotions. I feel this aquarium is our small sea, green and blue, orange and gold. Here, I feel protected.
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