I feel like I’m thriving in isolation. I am not lonely even with myself. There’s so much on my list I have buried because of work and whatever, but now there is no excuse.

Digitize documents.

Check.

Organize closet.

Check and re-check.

And then there are books you can read, and books you can listen too, and films that move you while you Netflix and chill like there is no tomorrow.

Make a list and check it twice. Don’t care about who is naughty or nice because there are times it’s nice to be alone knowing we are still connected from fingertips to screens.

Living is a miracle, but we forget how to live in magic.

I visited my past self in old notebooks and images from yesteryears, and it was great seeing myself again, after all these years. It’s good to remember I am my friend.

These are crazy times we are living in and sometimes we wake up wishing it’s a bad dream or an early April Fool’s joke, but then we see ourselves sinking while rich and old white men plan out our entire demise.

It’s good to turn that shit off and isolate.

It’s not about fsociety, but more like fpolitics and while you’re at it freeze the economy.

Shit is going down so live your life a little. Make a list and if you see a human be a human.

Maybe if we simplify we will still have a fighting chance in saving ourselves from, okay I love saying this, impending doom!

Say it again.

Impending doom.

It’s just fun to say, but it’s not a fun state to run into.