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shit.

the sickness.

the back-to-school sickness.

i can feel it creeping through me.

it slithers through my lungs and into my head.

damn you froshies.

hacking on every side of me in lecture.

no escape.

no hope.

vitamin-c can’t save me now.

willpower is my only chance.

and perhaps juice.

Neck Gaiters are comfortable but they have a tendency to slide down if you do more than x amount of talking; or at least the style my husband and I got (they’re multifunctional: face covering, headband, neck scarf and a head covering that I, as a woman, could use if I visited a place that asks/requires women to cover their head/hair in public) does that.

But oh, this whole thing is so relatable to The Princess Bride.

This Pandemic wasn’t over by Autumn?! Inconceivable!

Everyone is (should) be wearing a mask and it hides their identity; my husband walked past a former coworker of his to shop at a local retail store and she didn’t recognize us until we were leaving.

Three sisters and a BIL had to cancel a trip home and plans to do family pictures since our family has grown by at least four people since the last time we dif family pictures.

My Mom decided to cancel a trip to visit those daughters and Son in Law and be there to help when the bsby arrived so that she wouldn’t catch Corona and give it to her family and worry about quarantining there and here.

I had to let go of a trip to meet my newborn nephew and visit family.

It was the Pit of Dispair.

So much has happened to the point it seems odd that it all happened in one year; heck, March seemed to last FOREVER!

But hope is on the horizon and just maybe this story will have a happy ending too.