Oh dear god. Oh dear god. I have heard of this prior but … oh dear god. I wash my hands so much my mom — who I suspect is ALSO on the autism spectrum — thought I had obsessive compulsive disorder, but this shit … this shit right here is why. And I don’t know where it comes from. My mom grew up in Chicago and she raised me to use a damn washcloth. I switched to loofahs but that’s just because I like the feel. My partner is French as in born in Paris and immediately handed both a cigarette and a baguette and I know he scrubs everything. So … WHERE ARE THESE GROSS PEOPLE COMING FROM? People don’t believe me when I tell them that I can smell them coming but I can and I suspect this may be why. Oh dear god. Oh man. Thank the heavens above we’re quarantined. I’m gonna go barf now. And then take a LONG shower.