I suspect it will eventually happen. I suspect there is not much time left. It has been almost two years of dodging the bullet, of crouching at the last moment, at the moment when it almost brushed my ear with a dangerous buzz. The first to fall home was my father. Fever but not too much, cough, snot, covid face and two lines that confirmed what we already suspected. Two days later my brother fell. The covid stopped being that thing that happens to others to get directly into my house. It was very good when you thought of it in generic terms, that is, as a global pandemic that you can escape if you use hydroalcoholic gel. As an uncontrollable and universal creature, a terrifying animal represented in figures, it gave anxiety and fear. Then, as a small being crushed by vaccines,It started to look like a tiny little thing and about to be beaten.
Now, while I hear the coughs of those I love, while I can almost smell their fever, there is neither uncertainty nor helplessness: there remains only the absolute certainty that nothing can prevent my mother and I from getting infected. It feels exactly the same as when you accept that you are in such an immense situation that nothing you do can prevent you from falling off the cliff. With the tranquility of the astronauts who realize their insignificance as soon as they see the universe, after knowing the diagnosis of my infected I could only think about how I wanted to finally come the peace that was taken from us for so long. Understand me, I am afraid. I am afraid for them and I am afraid for myself. But at the same time I am so tired, so sick of being frustrated, so exhausted from that fear, that I can only be thankful that we are all vaccinated,that the omicron is mild, of being healthy enough to withstand the fever for a few days without major complications.
At this point and after two years of the virus among us, it seems that we are all going to fall, sooner or later. The question is no longer contagious. The point is to get infected pretty, almost without fever, if possible, asymptomatically. Those who do an antigen "just in case" or a PCR when they arrive at some heavenly destination and suddenly they test positive and they tell you with surprise how their body, head, or throat do not hurt, nor do they have a fever, They had not even realized that they had it inside, I confess that those make me envy. "In friendship and in love one is happier with ignorance than with knowledge", wrote William Shakespeare without knowing that in the covid as well.
Probably, when you read this, I will have incubated the virus long enough and I am in bed with a fever of 38, two lines on the antigens and the face of covid.
On New Year's Eve, after the chimes, we all raise our glasses and toast our health.
What fools we were!
We forgot to toast the most important thing: being asymptomatic.
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