My name is Ezekiel, Ez for short, and every day with my Covid is the same crappy creepy routine of “did you wash your hands dummy?” or “why did you just put that in your mouth, are you stupid, are you an idiot, are you going to die because of having the dumb?”. Yes, my Covid is an asshole. But he’s the kind of asshole that is stuck in the world of minutia, the world of a repetitive and mind numbing enforcement of my every move, my every step, my every purchase, my every thought. My Covid repetitive. My Covid is repetitive. Ah yes, there you go, a soft sample of my living nightmare. Would you like to have a touch of…
