I find it interesting that as my brain is trying to make sense of this situation, my involuntary memory (as Proust would call it) triggers various memories that take me back to various times and places… Empty supermarket takes me back to socialism, mistrust in the official story about a catastrophy takes me back to Chernobyl, then there’s the economic crisis – these are all negative but there are some relatively positive ones. Like hanging out in my room while the weather is so nice makes me feel like I’m a teenager again…. Who’s been grounded and has to do homework