The Virus, Day 352, Dimondale, Michigan.

In the home stretch for this Virus blog. I’m ending it at one year. Looking forward to that. Maybe I'll be more inspired to write about something more creative/fictional.

I’m generally feeling better today for no particular reason. I hate that but I guess it's definitely better than feeling like shit for no real reason either. Maybe it's the full moon? Maybe it's Trump's ridiculously graven…