Tested positive for the 'rona. After 5 years, it finally got me. I still wear a mask just about everywhere in public and have been verbally accosted by a couple irate boomers for doing so. The main problem is that I have to pull it down to wear glasses (which fog like mad with a mask on) and I can't see shit up close without them. I've been isolating in my room like a hikikomori because I don't want to get my (sainted, octogenarian) mother sick.
So far the symptoms haven't been terrible, like a strong sinus infection. I had have some genuine fever dreams earlier. I think the mower shed is haunted.