Trailing

After 10 hours at my laptop WFH I went for a run.
It wasn't fun. It was stressful because it was so busy. I really tried to stay 2 metres clear but it's impossible when people overtake you too close or run directly at you.
I asked two twentysomethings to walk in single file so I could pass them safely on the pavement. I was called a wanker. I seriously fear for the safety of London. 
On the tube on the way home last night I beggar came right up to all travelling and when we pulled scarves up he became aggressive saying he didn't care if he gave everyone the virus because he was hungry.
I am beginning to wish I lived in the middle of nowhere rather than one of the great cities of the world.