Move Over You’re Sitting too Close to Me
“Why is she sitting so close to me?” I think, as I feel my heart rate going up.
“If I stretch my legs a bit, maybe she’ll scooch over.”
“It’s fine. We are outside, on a boat – the air is constantly moving.”
“Let it go, Karen. She is staying at your house and that’s indoors.”
Yes, this is my internal dialogue on almost a constant basis. Obsessively analyzing the situation, calculating six feet, looking at air flow and wind direction....