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I begin this story as someone who feels fine.
It feels somewhat like being a character in the early parts of a story or movie who continues going about his or her normal life right before all hell breaks loose although, to some folks, it has already. For the rest of us, it is safe to assume that we feel some level of anxiety or worse about the pandemic that may soon either fade into the past or perhaps bring an end to life as we know it.
During the course of my normal life, I sometimes cough for a variety of reasons, whether it be because of a dry throat, an allergic reaction or whatever. Normally, when a cough comes out, I do not wonder if it is the precursor for imminent death due to an unstoppable pandemic or if anyone heard it who may wonder the same.
This is undoubtedly not the first thing that you have read about the coronavirus, and most likely not even the first thing today or in the last hour.
As a matter of fact, the 200+ emails per day that flood both my personal accounts and workplace accounts are about little else. Just yesterday, I received hundreds of emails from every single person, business, organization, blog, and website that I subscribe to both willingly and those that simply added me about “how to cope with COVID-19” or what they are doing to combat it.
