The Last Place Left Online for Real Conversation (nytimes.com)

> The dark red line on my rapid Covid test was so thick it was rude.

I can’t help but laugh at the absurdity of the opening sentence. Give me a break.

>But no. I knew how it looked: I was a 45-year-old woman who had caught Covid at a BTS dance party. I had just shared Instagram selfies from a crowded club filled with K-pop fans. I could hear the social media trolls already: Was I irresponsible? Getting what I deserved? These were the questions spinning through my own mind.

And here I am feeling awkward about going to clubs and stuff in my thirties.

Do you girl!