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The Virus Day 17, Dimondale, Michigan
All well. Oh, happy April Fools day. I hate practical jokes. I am often reminded of that time when a tsunami killed almost 200 people only because it happened on April 1 and too many thought the alarms were a joke. Fake news kills. Fuck you. Truth.
But speaking of news, I read a funny article about Gen Xers. Spot on. We have been bored out of our minds most of our lives. This is nothing that new to us.
I feel sorry for people that depend on their devices to fill absolutely every dull moment of their lives. This is your big chance! Another phrase from my Gen comes to mind. “Just do it.” Anything. You have all the time in the world now and few excuses unless it involves leaving the house.
Don’t leave the house.
Learn something you’ve always wanted to. Start a blog! Pick up an instrument. Cook a meal with “ingredients” not just stuff from a box. Garden! Climb a tree. Take pictures of everything weird you now see. Make Rube Goldberg machines! I don’t fucking know?! Just waste some goddamned time! Any fuck all way you can come up with. Just stay the FUCK inside for a few more weeks!! If I hear you went out, I reset your clock. “At least two more weeks before I see that guy!” I feel like I can do this forever. I don’t really like people.
