We are at that time of year,
when it is neither cold nor hot.
When you go out to the street,
you don’t know whether to wear a winter jacket
or a light windbreaker.
I’m in that moment of life,
in which I am neither young nor old.
I don’t have the spirit of youth
nor the infirmities of old age.
I have passed the middle ages,
and my intellect sometimes conflicts.
We are in that moment of the Coronavirus,
where you don’t know
whether it is a pandemic or endemic.
Many countries have lifted restrictions;
but I don’t know whether to use or not
a face mask, in public spaces.