It is the end of February 2021. England is still in the third national lockdown. Vaccinations are in full steam and everyone is hoping the Virus Time is almost over. Boris announced an ease of restrictions. No one is too naive. The virus will stay with us forever, and so will the periodic vaccinations. My first anniversary is approaching. On March 20, 2020, I left the building where I work and went home for the first time for a forced time off. First, I was going to title this piece Love in a Time of Plague . Then I thought I was going too far. Not because I’m copying. Probably not too many people remember that book. Personally, I do not rate it too high, although the title itself is great. From the same author, I can fully digest only the magnificent One Hundred Years of Solitude (speaking of the titles, this one is also great). Somehow it just didn't suit me. Besides, someone is about to say that I used the title to get more results in the search engine. Later I wanted to call ...
Absurdity (from Latin absurdus - “out of tune”) – the quality or state of being stupid, ridiculous or wildly unreasonable, or silly in a humorous way.