Yesterday's Post. Where is yesterday's post? I could have sworn I wrote something. I can no longe remember what I said and it appears to have been lost to the winds of time. But it's clearly missing today. And maybe this is the sign I was looking for. Maybe this is a sign from above that this virus blog can end. Maybe it doesn't have to be every day as a way of managing the lack of control in my life right now. I had my first meeting from my garage yesterday. I was barefootted and a hat wearing mess as I paced to a constant reminder of all that truly has no other place to be on this planet than in my garage.
Hair. I'm only just starting to notice a lot of really bad hair out there. I barely notice my own so for me to notice other people's hair. We must be at the three month mark.
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