“Look! Iโ€™m pointing at a tiny germ on my hand! Who knows if it is harmless or is responsible for a global pandemic!”

“I stand with unions that represent grocery workers and other essential employees. Fight the power!”

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“I have a pre-existing heart condition and am immunocompromised. Goodnight!”

“I ran out of bananas weeks ago, my favorite taco place closed permanently, my only pastime is showering, and I have an eye infection but am too scared to go to the doctor.”

“Iโ€™m scared that this quarantine wonโ€™t be over by summer. What if I canโ€™t go home for my familyโ€™s 4th of July party? It could be GramGramโ€™s last year. Oh god, donโ€™t think about GramGram, alone in that nursing home.”

“Will I just keep putting on a full face of makeup to make dance videos on Tik Tok until I die? Is this all there is?”

“I accidentally licked the germ on my hand, and now Iโ€™m gonna die and go down to meet the devil who will be happy that Iโ€™m such an idiot. How could I have forgotten to wash my hands!?”

“I have given up. I spend my days crying hysterically. Iโ€™ve resorted to saying a prayer every night for sweet relief.”

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“Oh my god, I was sitting in my house and my roommate had to watch my appendix burst because I couldnโ€™t go to the hospital to get a proper appendectomy. We had to fashion a system to drain my abdomen with a bendy straw and a Ziploc bag.”

“The isolation will soon unravel me. Through the haze, I see visions of people dancing, dancing to music I cannot hear. Each moment is torture.”

“What are these objects!? Do you remember? These symbols…they mean nothing to me anymore.”

“Well, I guess Iโ€™ll just go feed my sourdough starter and post about it on Instagram.”