A few months ago I heard in the news, that the local food bank needed volunteers due to the COVID—19-pandemic. Elder people do most of the work there, and as they’re prone to severly suffer from COVID—19, they had to pause their engagement. So I sent them an email and have helped them since then. Volunteering there has become a routine part of my weekend and I totally don’t want to miss it. I’ve meet some very friendly people there, you get some freshly cooked lunch and after a whole week of programming, it somehow feels like doing purposeful work: I’m making myself useful. Oh, and every time you help there, you get sweets.
It’s shameful, that those instutions have to exist, but that’s not the point here.