"I can't talk, I got to go. Don't call me back..."

Mar 16, 2020 23:05

I sat down to do this entry and discovered I'm not in the mood and there's really nothing to say. There was a little sun today, but mostly clouds. OIur high was 75˚F, and now it's 63˚F.

I didn't write.

More Vikings.

And the surreality of hearing that San Francisco is in lock down. Love in a time of Covid-19.

Later Taters,
CRK



10:46 p.m.

spooky's dolls, not writing, covid-19, weird shit, wasted days, strange days, good tv

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