Today I was thinking about my old bucket list. It had adventures, like a trip by train via Saint Petersburg and Moscow to Peking, as it was called here. Also there was a trip to Israel to see the places where I lived almost forty years ago. To see Spain, not only tourist areas, but also the countryside and finally to move to the Canary Islands and spent there the last years. Now the owner of this world is Covid-19 and it has made rules that change our lists, not only bucket lists, all the lists.
On a new bucket list it is an adventure to buy groceries with a mask on the face, trying to avoid people. A trip to near by city, 14 km, is almost too much. Among the greatest adventures is in every six weeks an injection to my left eye. Sometimes, when feeling depressed, this is like just waiting to die. Life is very narrow these days, but it has also positive sides. The new bucket list has walks around the yard, watching the sun waking up the nature. Today was a great day, the sun was shining, swans flying over our house, the first crocuses, the yellow ones, tomorrow maybe the violet ones. The life goes on, but now using other paths, unknown ones.