On Tuesday mornings at 10 a.m., under normal circumstances, I would be sitting in a lecture hall full of students. My best friend, Roman would be sitting beside me, both of us trying to figure out what exactly is happening in front of us. Now the only other person in the room is my girlfriend, Anna. We both stare into our individual screens, immersed in our own remote lecture podcasts. On a normal Tuesday morning it would have been a 5 minute walk from my flat to the hall – now I’m in my “office” in 30 seconds. Instead, I am stuck at my parents’ house in Aargau, where I haven’t lived in 3 years, surrounded by 4 screens that take up the entire dining table; meals have been moved to the tiny kitchen.
I drift off, wondering what I could do today. Play the piano, eat my parents’ delicious cooking, go for a walk, work out… just like every other day.