Every single time I’m thinking “OK, let’s stop masking” after a dinner party or in public in a venue, the week after I feel fucking funny. Heavy running nose, some stomach issues, etc. Most people hide their symptoms these days so I’m like “I’m paranoid, haha!” And then they’re coughing sounding like they have 1800s tuberculosis and I’m like “yeah, no”.
But every single time I mask up, avoid most folks and bask in the sun? I soon physically feel better than ever.
Not practical.