Wear your mask, but not at the expense of social distancing
For good reason, I have feared going out into the world over the past three and a half months. Yesterday I took three bus rides and on the second, I could have had my life put in jeopardy. I will only know if I come down with COVID-19 symptoms or get tested to find out. Here is what happened: I was on the Coastal Link bus here in Connecticut, gazing out the window, when an unstable and quite vocal disheveled character wandered on to the bus in front of Stop 'n Shop. He sat down and then got up and started to sing (badly) out the window. This immediately rattled me so I mentioned it to the driver, who called out but then ignored him. As I gazed out the window, I tried to calm my nerves, when suddenly I hear something and turn to my left. He is at my side, crazed One-Flew-Over-The-Cuckoo's-Nest-like right at my side, cackling and writhing just inches from where my nostrils can absorb someone's viral droplets. "AAAAHHHH!!!! GET AWAY! GET AWAY FROM ME!" I shrieked. ...