The alternance of rain and sun continued all weekend. I have to admit that this is my favourite weather. I love change, the poignancy of transitions, the transience. This is the first time I remember not being tired in the past weeks.

The news this weekend is awful. Another massacre in the Gaza refugee camp, the win of French fascists in the European elections, the dissolution of the parliament, and the never-ending war back home. I have long given up on waiting for better times, but I am still to learn how to consciously live in the times we have. I have stopped feeling angry with people who don’t feel the same pain as me at the same time, but I need to learn what I can offer them instead.