The Virus Day 256, Dimondale, Michigan

Well, its Thanksgiving and all I feel is fucking annoyed as hell, as usual. I hate this time of year, and this year probably more than ever. I’m not even going to sugar coat this anymore. The maskless in my family and friends. When love gets exhausted it becomes anger. At this point if they all wanna die, just get it over with soon. I’m sick of wondering. Sick of waiting for you all to drop the Covid shoe on yourselves in the name of “the lord.”

Be well. But more so, just fuck off and leave the wiser of us alone so we may live through this.