The war lens

I take a deep breath in and for a moment lean back into my checkered pillow in the sun as the wind tugs at my hair and sings in my ears.

The news offers me on the same page a picture of an exploded Russian oil depot, news that the Russians won’t be cutting off the gas yet if not paid in Roubles, some nonsense about Depardieu, some relationship nonsense and an article about 10 films I should watch in April… we live in a dystopian reality…