I very much can relate to that. Letting the days go by without anything remarkable in them gives the impression of a useless life. I could also put it into a certain event, like working together with a brilliant team. Once one makes the experience in interacting with people who are inspiring and authentically engaged it will create memory. I have those in particular during the time of my last education. Our educators who were all practitioners left a huge impression on me, and I guess at the whole group. They gave me living examples of experimenting and reflecting on peoples different forms of togetherness.

Some of the days in quarantine do indeed go by without any special memories as the days look quite similar to one another. That's okay as long as some changing things are around the corner. Which nobody can avoid anyways. This time in itself will then be a time of memory. Quiet days before the next storms. For some, the storms never stop as we tend to think a lot when nothing else is left to be done.

I admit that I prefer to have something from which I can tell a story. To my son, friends and other people.

Sometimes I do look at trees and ask myself who planted them. Trying to get an imagination of what it might have been there in the past, right where the tree still stands today.

Sincere greetings to you.