So I'm laying in bed late this afternoon. The sun already down, and it looking like two in the morning. There's a knock. Finally the cops have come to shoot me. Thought they'd never get here.
No 9mm drama this time. 'Just another helpful neighbor checking on an old guy to make sure I ain't dead yet. This happens now. Since March nine folks died of the Virus in the building...mostly old folks.
Actually I'm always moved they care.
This knock was from my pal upstairs. She was concerned she hadn't seen me in days. Hey I'm a shut in, and I don't do well on frozen slush. Anyway she keeps knocking won't just leave, She really wanted me to be alive.
So far I am.
I opened up, and we masked, and distanced chatted for a few minutes. I told her I was having the usual bad times we all are. She confirmed she's got the same. Staying sane is the secret.
We went from there. She said I was a favorite. She liked my stories of the ancient times I lived through all that. Btw she went shopping for me when I was too sick to get out of bed...before the plague.
'Sweet kid. Thoughtful smart kind. I think I'm a grandpa figure for her. I do the best I can. Anyway our little visit got me out of bed,...again. These days I sleep several times in any 24 hour period. Mostly I'm just tired...gimme a break I'm 248. That, and less than gleeful what with shit coming down 24~7.
Today's numbers. I'll more than understand if you stop here.
319,000+ perished since March. More that all U.S. combat deaths in WW2. WW2 took near five years for us. Years longer for others. COVID did it in 10 months.
11,264 persons in this republic who were alive on this day a week ago are now perished thanks' to COVID. 20k+ a week infected, and now over 3000+ die every day.
CDC sez expect those numbers to be sustained for the next 60 to 90 days. We are in a major War yet near half the population still call it a hoax. ...swell
Despite the slow drip of Vaccine slipping through.
Even less because #45 in one of his final acts of cruel insanity won't fund wide distribution. The vaccine sits in warehouses thank to him. To the last an insane murderer. So there's much on the minds of the sane in this tattered country.
Otherwise I'm fine.
Btw look in on folks you ain't seen. Call them zoom them text email heliograph telegraph bang on the wall or call to their window from the street. Like me they'll appreciate the effort.

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