I made the exceedingly stupid and uncomfortable mistake of deciding right now was the perfect time to go to CVS.

In theory we can change our minds based upon new sensory input or data, and I experienced the different sense of having “opened an oven door” when I stepped out of my hovel. But I didn’t change my behavior. The round trip was, what’s the time there, 1:58?, I was out until 2:07 and—I’m not exaggerating—I felt queasy the 10 or so minutes of the time that I was not in the store. Excessive heat warning, roger that.