Mac Motz remembers feeling sleepy last year in his Psych 101 class, the professor’s voice receding into the background. “No offense, it’s a great class,” he adds hastily—he is a sweet guy, tall and lanky and eager. But he had let his mind wander, and when he…
A “coign” is a jutting-out corner or high point that gives you an excellent view of whatever you are trying to see. I was trying to see…what? A different world, graceful and mysterious, exquisitely colored and lit.
The virus has latched on to receptors on the cells lining my respiratory tract, and it clings there, reproducing rapidly. I know this because my throat feels scorched, and though I continue bravely on with my day, it is punctuated by violent sneezes that explode without warning.