I really didn’t want to write about COVID19. I know it’s impossible to escape right now.   But honestly, it is all I think about. Maybe in another week or two this will just be my new life and I’ll be back to worrying about things other than how quickly my household is going through toilet paper. Because I am lucky enough to have a job, my health, and family, this is an example of how the virus is affecting me: Last week, I got an email from work which, at first glance, appeared to indicate that I had made a large mistake. Before I could register what I was reading…