Welp, this garbage week was the last nail in the coffin for me and social media. This site is now the only remotely social thing left that I use on the internet.
Guys, I'm Glad It's You's new album, Every Sun, Every Moon, is exactly why emo exists. Beautiful, heartbreaking, catchy, and well-crafted all the way through.
If you know a frontline health care worker, let them know you love and appreciate them! My sister's a respiratory therapist in a hospital, and the hours have been long and the emotional burden great, and I know her situation is anything but unique right now.
I'm forever stuck between the human impulse to have opinions and share my thoughts on things, and the knowledge that my opinions aren't worth anything except in a few select areas, which are topics no other humans around me want to talk about.
He's keeping his distance
He's giving us space
He's staying home
To keep others safe
Because he's chilling and typing and talking on Zoom
He's sitting and binging and ordering food
He's keeping his distance
Somebody is putting up "IMPEACH OBAMA" stickers on light poles in my neighborhood, and now I'm wondering if there's some wild new conspiracy theory I'm missing out on.
Today, my 8-year-old tried to use 6-foot social distancing requirements as a reason for why my wife and I needed to just leave him alone instead of making him do his schoolwork.