‘Should I Stay or Should I Go’ is the theme song of my life. It was the few days before lockdown began in Spain that Monday in mid March. I knew I would enjoy the time for solitude that the lockdown would provide. I would have plenty of time to read, write and meditate upon what I want to do with my life as a 23-year-old recent college grad. But my parents preferred me to come home. Dear Spain, muchas gracias for the short time we had together. We’ll see each other soon, once the gods permit.
I came to the conclusion that I was just that typical [incurable] allergic person who was "sensitive" to varying kinds of grasses, pollen, dust, dirt, molds, and a myriad of trees and plants! And yet watching the pharmaceutical industry's advertisements, one would think we had cured it all and longevity would be our reward. . .