Dreadful

          I noticed about ninety seconds ago that I've been sneezing a lot lately. This usually means that I'm getting sick.
          Now I feel guilty, because I've shared food and drinks with various friends in the past few days. They might not get sick because of it, but I still feel a little wracked with a little preemptive remorse.
          I'm sorry if I get you sick - I promise I'll make you homemade chicken noodle soup. Wearing a surgical mask. And a hairnet. And slathered in Purell Sanitizer.


          But tomorrow for breakfast, my apartment-mates and I are having chocolate chip pancakes, which make everything better.