Day one covid. Sore throat last night and two red lines this morning. Doesn’t seem any different than any other cold or mild fever but other people already told me their friends had a mild first day but not the second, we’ll see. Calling people from my activities yesterday, letting them know the good news. It feels like waiting for a surprise since it doesn’t seem so bad right now and others say it will be. I search my different body parts wondering who is going to break, where will it come from? I suspect it’s like trying to get your hands to execute a musical equation you can’t yet pull off. You try to catch when it’ll work but you can’t ever catch it in real time. Just suddenly, unexpectedly you’re there assuming you do get there.