160 Minutes

160 minutes.

That’s all that separates my parents from their first vaccine shot this morning.

At t-minus 155, I will be shutting off my brain.

Just as a precaution.

Catastrophic premonitions have already started to clog the cerebrum.

I don’t want my inevitable nervous breakdown to be the coup de grace hiccup for my parents’ vaccine hopes.

159 minutes.

And counting.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe