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DAY 31: TOTAL CONFIRMED DEATHS 126,681 WORLDWIDE


She sat in the sun until it burned her through her back hoodie; she didn’t care-she was just so happy to see that yellow, fusing ball of gas burning in the sky. Just to be able to sit outside felt like a small, sweet miracle.

She felt better, and tried to focus on her good luck. She still had a job, a home, and didn’t have a tube shoved down her throat, unable to breathe.

She felt so good in fact, she decided to call her mother, whom she hadn’t seen since the carrots-paper towel exchange, on the handheld portable internet machine. She didn’t know if her mother knew how to work this feature on her own device, so she thought she’d give it a try.

“You scared me!” her mother gasped when the video screen opened.

She could only see the top of her mother’s head, a lamp, and a wall in the distance.

Finally, her mother’s face found the camera and she immediately yelped.

“Is that what I looked like?! How do I turn this thing off?”

Before she could protest this move, the screen morphed into a blur.

She sighed.

Regardless, she had a good conversation with The Blur. Her father was in the room too because she would hear a random question or remark float in from farther away off screen in a man’s voice. Good to see you too, Dad. Her parents cracked her up.

It felt good to make contact. She should probably call people more, it lifted her spirits. Not all people, just a few choice friends and family that didn’t annoy her. Most people annoyed her, and she was sure many people couldn’t stand her. She shrugged. If only in real life she could blur people out- smear their faces until they were just little blobs going wa waw wa waaa wa when they spoke. A girl could dream.

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