So how I'm coping with the Coronacrisis? I'm 24, from Rome. Practically speaking I coped by running, by running home. I had to quit Africa where I was doing my research in Benin, paradoxically, because from a place where there was no virus, to the epicentre of the problem. From an emotional point of view, I'd like to say not well. I don't know, I feel like the world is falling on me and there's nothing I can do and I have nowhere to escape. The quarantine experience is interesting, because what until yesterday was your comfort zone, literally, your comfort zone, now becomes your challenge. And for instance, when you find out that your boyfriend was having an affair, and is now going to reunite with someone else in Chile, you don't want to crawl on your bed anymore, you want to take the car and drive far away. I want to steam off my anger, not cry on my pillow. Anyway, and the rational part of me wants to say "well". I mean, yeah, I mean, well, I'm part of the lucky ones, so I can't really complain.