Life is change and I’m simply unprepared. Schedules are what my life’s been. 8 Classes a day, 5 days a week, 25 weeks a year. 12 years were planned, that was curtailed at 10.

Abrupt and sudden change. My ma is an administrative assistant at a medical center. I remember they were already taking measures against it. Even as an admin, she returned every day wearing full scrubs. She isn’t even a nurse.

My classmates attended classes, as if everything was like usual. I left early. The risk was much greater, especially because I have asthma. That judgment was quickly validated, because a few days later teachers had it, then students had it. The city is a small place, and with students traveling everywhere in the city every day, it was inevitable.

2 years later and it’s the new schedule, the new regularity. Life isn’t changing. But that never lasts.