The pandemic nightmare has a silver lining. Once it has passed, I will appreciate my typical existence waaay more. I promise not to let minor inconveniences ruin my day. No more bitching about my lover’s foul breath. I will not take any sunny, carefree moment with women like Carmen Rae for granted. I will savor every future bite of liver and onions. I will learn how to properly participate in those group dances at weddings. But until then, I need some goddamn toilet paper. Let’s fuck this corona shit up.
