Coronanxiety (Or, How to Stay Sane When Everything Isn’t)
Say, there was a global pandemic going on. Say that was happening. Now, and bear with me here, what if that was happening, you were probably stuck at home trying to do The Right Thing but worried you were somehow doing The Wrong One, and you couldn’t fight this doomed feeling that this is all looking rather like the first act of a post-apocalypse video game where you are an NPC who leaves audio recordings and diary scraps scattered around their trashed apartment for the player character to piece together long after you had gone mad and started living as a small possum in the woods?
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