Only a vowel separates safe six from safe sex. Think about it.
Going on our daily walk, I still find it weird to be playing “keep away” with the person walking towards us. It’s like I’m back in elementary school, trying to steer clear of the kid with cooties.
Today, there were three teenage boys clumped together like one big Covid-19. We had to decide whether to walk past them on the narrow stretch of sidewalk and risk not being 6 feet apart or cut across the wet, muddy field. We took the later, the road less travelled. As we sunk in the wet mud, I referred to those boys as bullies. And the I could hear Melania Trump tell them to “ be best” and walk 6 ft apart. But they weren’t listening.