Quarantine Journals - Day 9

So I am back in Canada but have to sustain self-quarantine in a hotel for 14 days. That being said, what a great day to start a daily journal. I signed up to Isolation Journals where everyday it sends out a journal prompt. I decided to give it a try and I am writing these not in any order that was sent to me but based on random.

Prompt: Find a picture of a stranger (it could be one you took, found on Instagram, in a magazine, or even an extra in the background of a movie) and write their story. Start at the beginning of their day: What do they see when they first wake up? What do they smell? What do they have on their schedule? Then begin to answer the bigger questions that come up as they go about their day: Are they restless? Lonely? Afraid? Excited? Joyful? Start to tell the story of a life.

Photo by Les Anderson on Unsplash

As the sunlight seeps through her curtains, she slowly get awaken by the brightness. It’s a Sunday. A day she doesn’t need to think about work or anything really around her. The day is beautiful and rather warm from reading the forecast. She slowly climb out of bed and went into the kitchen to start up the coffee machine. She walk toward the kitchen and started her morning routine in the bathroom, however unlike the weekdays, she can take as much time as she want. As she slowly brushes her teeth, she wanders what should she do today.
Should I text the others to see what they are up to? Should I spend the day indoors and catch up on some Netflix?

As she scroll through her phone and check on everyone’s IG stories from the night before, she noticed she didn’t missed much. Somehow FOMO doesn’t feel as strong as a she would feel a few years ago. She’s been working so much lately that drinking and dancing all night is no longer what she desires on a Saturday evening. She continues to scroll through all her social networking apps, trying to find some inspiration to do something.

Baking? Drawing?

Nothing seems appealing as just lazing around. The weather is simply too nice to be indoors today.

Maybe I’ll go to the park today.

It’s decided, she’s going to the park with her friends. Well, as soon as one of them responses. It is still too early for anyone who went out last night to response.

Hmm what should I do in the meantime?

She brings her freshly brewed coffee to the couch and noticed a book she hasn’t touched in weeks. The guilt of not reading (at least not work related) begins to creep in.

Maybe I’ll go read this in the park until they come.

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When she arrives at the park, she noticed how empty it is.

I guess it’s still early.

She park herself on the lawn with the most sun but also far from the sidewalks.

Hopefully they can find me.

She look at her phone, still no responses from her friends. She lays out her blanket and opened up her book.

What time is it?

She looked at her phone, and realize it has been 2 hours and she missed 6 messages.

Her friends are finally up, but most of them are too tired of hungover from last night to get out of bed and face the sun. But they made plans for a very late lunch later in the afternoon. The day might not goes as how she planned but she didn’t mind at all. She needed this time for herself and just enjoy the peaceful-ness in the park. Plus she’s getting a killer tan.