I Feel Fine

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PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

I Feel Fine

Bud says, “We are self-sufficient. They laughed at us when the world was cool. Who’s laughing now?”

I nod. I drop off a load of potatoes at the farmer’s market although everyone’s hiding from the virus. Who’s in for mashed potatoes? Potato and leek soup? No one.

“Wash your hands 22 seconds,” Bud says. “God speed.”

I nod.

At home, I feed the dogs, check the generator fuel. Determine I have enough bottled water, canned foods, sanitizer. Lastly, I check my ammunition and clean my gun.

The radio plays REM’s “It’s the End of the World.” And I feel fine.


13 thoughts on “I Feel Fine

  1. I don’t know if this is supposed to be funny, but I laughed. People go nuts over a little virus then get in their cars where their chances of dying are so much greater.

  2. I think food and health is more important than this obsession with sanitiser. Mind you the guy just might keep the infected Zombies at bay, who wants a list from the Cronna Nurse in the middle of the night?

  3. Dear Sascha,

    Are we only now learning to wash our hands? SMH. The panic is nuts, isn’t it? Loved the story and the inclusion of hand santizer. The last line is the exclamation point.



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