Last week my mom casually dropped that she went to a restaurant with other people and was scared.
She should be okay, as it’s been over ten days now. I guess? I don’t know. I’m not certain about it.
What I do know is that if you know my mom, you know how she is NOT about that YOLO life, at all. Never was, never has been.
The fact that she’s willing to take the risk of dying for a goddamn lunch doesn’t sit well with me.
It’s challenging to understand how things work this year.