One year ago today, I received a work email saying that someone had tested positive for COVID, and that they would be decontaminating the whole building that weekend, but no need to worry, we should be able to return to work next week.
Now, up until this point in 2020, I had been so overwhelmed with work projects, the virus was just a distant murmur – nothing really to concern myself with. But as soon as it had penetrated my immediate circle, my brain switched on. How ashamedly reactive of me.
I …