Tuesday is the one day of the week I get to sleep in. My first class does not meet until 1PM, I had just turned in a long assignment the night before, and my alarm was set for noon. I had gone to sleep late after deciding to cancel my spring break trip to Peru, worried about the potential of being quarantined in a dorm room upon return. My friends told me I was buying into mass hysteria - at the time, Peru barely had any recorded cases and the University had only been talking about quarantining students returning from CDC Level 3 Warning countries. At 9 a.m, my roommates jumped on my bed and told me the news: an email had just announced that we'd have to leave campus by 5PM on Sunday. I did not fully process the consequences until many hours later.
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