Today is beautiful. I was planning on visiting my parents, maybe getting some laundry done, and probably going to the beach with my best boy and my best girl.

Well, my best boy just phoned me. He’s violently ill. So is his sister. His dad had it yesterday, and his mom had it the day before.

Fuck.

Even if I don’t get it - and oh fuck, please don’t let me get it - I really don’t want to visit anyone in case it’s clinging to me.

So I'm pretty much stuck in the house today. Self-quarantine sucks.

Fuuuuck.