If one thing is for certain about this situation, it’s that you can’t hide from yourself if you’re shut inside. You’re in there with all your thoughts and feelings, from the best to the worst. That’s going to bode well for those who are used to it and already have a fair relationship with the dark bits. It’s going to be some kind of struggle for those who don’t. Then in that former group. everyone is likely to find some things they didn’t know they were still hiding from or pushing down. That’s been the case for me anyway. There’s been nothing so far that is in any way worse than anything else I’ve ever face-planted into, but there have been things that feel brand new. They’re not. They just feel that way.

It would be dishonest to say that it isn’t getting to me, so…

The notifications keep coming in via e-mail for the sites that list free and cheap things to do. The schedules must’ve been prepared for posting at least a month ago, because there is truly nothing to do whether or not it would normally cost money

Job postings keep coming through despite the fact that over 10 million American have filed new unemployment claims in the last few weeks. Again, they must just be pushing out shit that was scheduled to post more than a month ago.

Half of my inbox is business as usual and the other half has “COVID-19” in the subject line. That would suggest that the first half is, and has always been, just bullshit. It’s good to know for the future. There are no new jobs to be had. There is no place to go spend the money that people still working are still making.

What’s left? You can sit home and look for Samuel L. Jackson’s new take on Go The Fuck to Sleep. It’s called Stay the Fuck at Home. Good for a chuckle but today is the first day I’ve seen that social media activity seems a bit slow and somber. I’ve been trying to stay in the light and rather than post incessantly about the virus, I’m reposting old photos of New York City.

My home.