We have the feeling, or rather, the hope, of being at the end of the tunnel. We are not celebrating yet just out of prudence, for fear of being disappointed again. After all, these two years have been an interminable watershed between the former world and the future. At the beginning of the pandemic, we said to ourselves, in the end, everything will be different and we will be better.
What has really changed? And are we really better than before? We are a little more connected, it is true, we have learned to endure hours in those video calls that we previously hated, we got used to shopping online; and ordering dinner at home is no longer an extravagance for those who do not want to cook; we go less and less to the cinema and the theater and this is really a pity; we got tired of Facebook and even Instagram is not doing so well, while it seems that we can’t resist the TikTok algorithm but I don’t know if it’s good news; in Italy we should feel the wind of the economic recovery triggered by the billions of the National Recovery and Resilience Plan blowing strongly, but the transition, ecological or digital, like revolutions, is not a gala dinner: it is a continuous battle where every day you fight for one centimeter. It would take more energy but it always costs more. And so in the speeches we take refuge in the parallel world of the metaverse, where cryptocurrencies and NFT acquire a value incomprehensible to most. The end of the tunnel is strange, it is as if we were afraid to go out and look at what is really on the other side. Forrest Gump after crossing America on foot said: “I’m a bit tired”. Here, we look tired. Yet we should feel proud to have come this far. Proud and lucky. Understanding this is the secret to happiness.