Of the coronavirus.

I didn’t do shit yesterday.

I mean I did, but not as much as I have been doing.

So it felt like I didn’t do anything.

I ran a cable for the lights in the courtyard.

And then it started raining.

I went to the store a couple of times for clients because pandemic or whatever.

And then I showered the Walmart off of me.

And all the funk from working on the veranda.

And then I tried to stay awake until I had to run errands for a client…

I had to pace around the house before bedtime just to get my steps in for the day.

Today is more rain.

I’m planning on spending the day in the studio.

When I run out of projects up there, I’m going to sit down and read comics until I get a headache.

At which point I’m going to bed for as long as possible.

Tomorrow I’m hoping to work outside, but I’m not holding my fucking breath.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC