It's a beautiful early autumn day out there. I can see the lovely blue sky and wispy clouds from my window. The air feels soft yet cool, a gentle breeze moves the leaves around just enough to create the softest shhhhhhh. It's beautiful ... and ... distorted, as if I were looking through very old, super wavy glass.
I should be working today, but I'm not. As it turns out the alleged rag-tag virus turned out to be a virulent supervillain of a virus that has brought me to my knees.