The Two Weeks I Spent in Quarantine Isolation

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In February 2021, I traveled to New Zealand for business and stayed there for three months. My stay started with a 14 days quarantine in a hotel room.

These are my memories.

Day 5

I wonder if I made the right choice. I need the money, and the folks are paying some good money. But is it worth risking my sanity?

Day 8

Start of the second week. I feel stuck in a time loop. Will the rest of my life be in increments of seven days? Over and over again? Like a Groundhog Week? Except that I get older.

I wake up, masturbate, and look outside while eating breakfast. I see people walking around and wonder what it would feel like not to be in jail. I realize I’m in a luxury jail. It makes me wonder how real prison looks. Thankfully, I’m wondering from afar. When I need a reminder of my luck, I read a few of Damian Delune’s articles about his time in jail.

Day 2

I realize I shouldn’t have called my alien friends on day 9. I told them it was a nightmare here and wished the time could be bent.

They bent it.

But my (*@#*% language is a bit rusty, and I didn’t express my request clearly. They sent me back in time.