Preface

I've been living as a digital nomad since 2017. I lived in more than ten countries before I arrive in Vietnam on 25.01.2020. On 28.01.2020 Vietnam decreed the closure of the border with China after the news regarding the appearance of a strange virus in the Wuhan market.

On 1 February all flights from China, Macao, Taiwan were suspended. Subsequently, the flights and the border with China were opened, but the situation kept changing. The restrictions on the entry in Vietnam were changing accordingly to the number of cases growing in different countries. Thus, Koreans and Europeans were also banned from entering the country at the beginning of March.

On March 22nd, all foreigners were forbidden to enter the country. In 28.03 activities such as gyms, cinemas, tourist sites, massage parlors, karaoke, and others were closed.

On 01.04 Vietnam decreed the total lock down implementing the social distancing measures. Since then, people can only leave home to buy food and medicine.

The restrictions imposed by the country totally changed my reality, my plans and my life as a digital nomad. I decided to write this diary to report these days and somehow continue to travel within an apartment of less than 60 square meters.

10.04_What if is there no more future?

What if there is no more future? What if there is no longer the possibility of planning, dreaming, looking forward and seeing something? It doesn’t matter if it is the north of the compass or something that fulfills your heart. What if there is no more future? What if future is just a delirium?

I woke up today with a message from a dear friend. Her father is in a hospital, on the intensive care because of Covid-19. Hearing her voice on Whats app today hurt my soul. It was harder than reading the headlines on social media… We fear death so much that we depersonalize it by putting it far away on corpses without names. But suddenly death comes closer and there's no more future...

“No more future”. This is the phrase that echoes in the every locked home around the world. And that hurts more than the news. Suddenly there is no future. No future. There is just today. The now. The time passing more slowly, between one coffee and another… But who knows, right? Maybe this times will show us that there's no death if there's no life and we are way beyond a cycle that spins in our belly button. We are now. We are the present.

In the end, the future was always a delirium, which we were chasing with so much effort to achieve. Running into the future gives us the feeling that we're immortal. But we're not... Would that be good? Would that be bad? What if this voice that echoes in every locked home around the world now just turned into music? And we could dance. Let us dance as if there is any tomorrow. Let’s make life a beautiful possibility even in those stupid things that life is made of. It's nothing more for us now than to live the present. And in this little tiny untouchable thing called present, life overflows. There is an immense beauty in saying goodbye to life at every moment... There's so much life in every instant. Don’t let it escape.