The Wildest Year

Hello from London, hello from my 15271615th lockdown!!!

This pandemic might very well be the strangest journey of my life. From the United States to New Zealand to Great Britain to France, I have experienced so many different ways to live through it, I thought I’d share are a few.

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The Covid hits home.
Wasn’t me.

My young sister had it. She is a very reasonable person, a self-proclaimed hypochondriac and she has the Covid Fear Factor. She had been very, very, very careful for the better part of a year. Let’s just take a second to regroup right here. Do you picture your twenties? 

I certainly do mine, where at any point of the day I was partying somewhere, hating on my parents and proclaiming that the world was fucked so let’s go to that rave party anyways.

Now imagine some old guy had come and told me a virus that was mostly unlikely to make me sneeze required me to stay at home and stop seeing my friends for the unforeseeable future.

I would have said, “cool!” and then jetted to get half na…