Nothing Feels Right About This
We’re walking into disaster.
He crossed the aisle, heading straight for me, staring straight through me like I didn’t even exist — without a mask. I stood to one side as he wafted past, so close our shoulders almost touched.
A few days later, I started feeling sick. I woke up with fatigue and brain fog. The next day, sniffles and a cough. A slight headache. This…