This Quarantine Story isn’t “ripped from the headlines”, but is inspired by true events. One morning during the lockdown I woke up, and after the first 3 or 4 seconds of sleepy eyed bliss, the reality of the current state of our world came crashing in, and made me a little… grumpy. Not angry mind you, but it wouldn’t have taken much to send me off in the wrong direction.
So, I’m sitting at my desk, about to read the news feed (like that was gonna improve my mood), and I heard, music. For those of you not living in New York, the city is eerily quiet, and you can even hear birds these days.
And, right outside my window, someone was playing Vivaldi’s, Cello Sonata No. 5 in E minor (thank you Bill Davis, ACU music appreciation).
So, coffee in hand, I “tore open the shutters and threw up the sash” to find… a delivery guy. Just a guy bringing a package to the building, and he was playing Vivaldi. Unexpected, beautiful, soothing and needed.
The juxtaposition was perfect. That and the beauty and structure of something Antonio was inspired to write 300 years ago helped bring a little beauty and structure to my day. It made me smile and I felt… better. (Okay, I don’t know if he was inspired, he could have just been on deadline. Either way it helped.)