I wouldn't be wearing latex gloves to the grocery store at the crack of dawn. Wouldn't have a face mask in my pocket, not to rob the cashier, but to keep the virus from thinning the planet. Wouldn't be popping nerve pills to silence the consent warnings coming from the government and be feverishly washing my hands with soap and water for twenty seconds while singing happy birthday.
Wouldn't be staying six feet away from others to avoid being buried six feet underground.