Got nuked on the bird today.
My dad had surgery and had to stay in the hospital alone.
Tried to encourage some sleepers, who now think I am a looney toon.
I miss my best friend of 30 years who died in April during the lockdown.

I try to stay upbeat and positive but today was just hard. I trust the plan. I have faith in God. I will keep holding the line. But sometimes you have to just take a moment or two to feel the fire and the pain. Take care of yourselves, friends. Unplug. Rest. Take a minute. Wash your face. Then pick up your sword and get back in the battle. o7