two weeks
Staple modern quarantine length. Coincidence?
two weeks
Staple modern quarantine length. Coincidence?
persevere through them.
By seeing/hearing/learning of examples of other human beings making it to the other side (even if the tales are fictional), it's enough to inspire us to draw on our own strength and hope that it will get better. If they could do it, so can we.
novelle means both news and stories. The tales of “The Decameron” are the news in a form the listeners can follow. (The rule of the young people’s quarantine was: No news of Florence!)
Reminds me of the purpose behind John Krasinski's Some Good News YouTube series.
we don’t catch sight of life at first glance
Can't miss or mourn what you yet don't understand or realize you have come to cherish. For example, many never realized how much they adore going outside or just breathing fresh air until they could no longer do it.
Reality is easy to miss, maybe because we’re looking at it all the time.
Building off of Rian's comment about Gen Z, we're a generation that has grown up with information leaping at us from all possible angles. We've never known anything different, and it's basically become impossible to "live off the grid" or stay away from social media without missing anything that could be important. Nowadays, we essentially have to stay on top of the news, emails, etc. to hear about quarantine and social distancing updates, schools reopening/shutting down, the state of the economy, vaccine trials, etc., and I don't think it's too much of a stretch to say that as a consequence, our mental health and vigor for "life" has taken quite a toll. The days both fly by with no memories of what has happened in the past few weeks, but at the same time the months have been dragging on for what feels like two decades.
reincarnations of old familiar tales.
It makes sense that there would be more demand for familiarity and "normalcy" rather than new ideas during such a massive, intense global struggle. When your perceptions and lifestyle have been completely flipped upside down, would you rather keep on twisting it up or seek out something that has always comforted you? Many of us now can sympathize with the sentiment, searching for anything that is reminiscent of "life as it used to be" pre-coronavirus.
none are focused on the plague.
The same could said for all of the quarantine coping mechanisms and activities everyone has been trying out to distract themselves from spiraling or succumbing to melancholy. If there ever was a massive spike in cravings for content of any kind–about anything BUT the pandemic–it would be a safe bet to say that time is now.
Some appear healthy at breakfast but by dinner are sharing a meal, it is said, with their ancestors in another world.
Such a rapid turn of events reminds me of how suddenly everything changed back in March with covid-19. It was the end of a "normal" school week in the middle of the month, and by the end of the weekend quarantine was in full swing.
a nun mistakenly wears her own lover’s trousers
In itself a nun having a lover is humorous and contradicts the stereotypical life of chastity a nun has vowed to lead (at least that's a modern expectation). Religious standards have fluctuated over time, so a research expedition into perspectives on those in religious life having romantic relationships could potentially be very compelling.