How you survive the 14 days of isolation is the mark of your character. Withholding freedom affects us all with polarized results. Intolerance or patience. Stressful anguish or calming energy. Mental disturbance or intellectual happiness.
These 8 requirements are space, light, city view, music, wifi, mini-fridge stocked, balcony and a life-long loving partner are perquisite in coming out energized, emotionally sane and with an enormous amount of gratitude for a well governed country in pandemic times. It is Singapore that many criticize for its restrictive and unique rules. I, whose God is freedom, takes the strict controlled regulations with open arms.
Fourteen days are broken up into self-introspection and outside interference. Learning about the candid self without bias; what triggers the layers of pretense one possesses. Does one pretend, when no one is around; or does reality irritate to a dissatisfied grump growing rapidly into a depressive state.
I learnt that simplicity is the state of ecstatic contentment. The more down to earth, the more real the sentiment, the more unshakeability of my foundation.
I learnt that a simple soft bread roll with basic sliced cheddar cheese is as good as my French baquette fortified with camembert. The sunrise that I am able to witness every morning, reinforces my soul with another cherished day on this earth. I embrace the ingenuity of the wifi, internet technology that connects me to the world, but unable to intelligently explain how it works. Or the music downloaded from Itunes, invigorate my soul, reminding me that my youthful sexy movements are still intact.
My irritating habit of tidiness in confined spaces was truly appreciated by a typical alpha male with a messy predisposition – my husband. The exchange of our conversations ranged from old memories enjoyed together to engaging him in something new on the internet, knowing his obvious delight from it. His expansive knowledge of English history always fascinates me, so much more fun than acquiring it through self-research. The intellectual intimacy built through the years condensed in the 14 days will never sever, from any divine intervention. That gift I carry with honor.
The burst of excitement held out for so long to rejoice with family must be reasonably contained, for the ultimate joy of reuniting – the pinnacle of happiness that cannot be bought or stolen will invariably come to a return journey to face yet another 14 days of capture. That second quarantine will give birth to the real me. And I look forward to that delivery.
To be continued………..
