Kiss the first person I see, on the mouth, like that sailor from that famous photograph taken on VJ Day.
Put my pants on. Actually, I should probably do THAT BEFORE I kiss the first person I see, on the mouth, like that sailor from that famous photograph taken on VJ Day.
I will make myself a big salad from unwashed fruits and vegetables…
Go talk to that cashier I met this summer to see if she actually has a nose.
Throw away all my hydroxychloroquine and oleadrin.
I will go to the first concert in my area that isn’t Miley Cyrus or Guns n’ Roses.
I will finally get that elective surgery I’ve been wanting: To look like Judd Hirsch.
I will stop updating my will every time I cough…
I will donate my extra face-masks to local nurses and bandits.
I will go dancing and I will dance and dance and dance until I fall into someone’s table, spill their drinks and bruise my face and suddenly remember why I didn’t go dancing BEFORE Covid…