One year ago today, my baby brother died. On Saturday, i went to the funeral of a close friend. Today is a memorial for another close friend's son. He took his own life a few days ago. These things make worrying about which political party is right, whether or not i have
enough toilet paper to survive a coronavirus quarantine, or indeed, if I'll get the coronavirus virus and die, all seem pretty
fucking unimportant. My wish for today is that everyone go home and hug their mom or dad, their wife or husband, their kids, or their dog. Just let whoever in your life is important know that you love them.