What the FUUUUCK happened, 2020??!??!!! What the fuck!????????
We were enjoying some amazing strides in the economy — a beautiful bull market that shit on us and turned into a bear. WHAMMMMMBAMMMM…Coronafuckinvirus!!!! Scary death tolls, bare store shelves, hoarders, hospitals full to the brim, social distancing (and those who don’t take it seriously), overworked health care professionals, failing companies, unemployment…it feels like a horrible episode of The Twilight Zone.
Can we somehow reset this year? Reboot? Reinstall? This version has a fucking virus in it!!!!!
I’m on my 3rd glass of Gascón Malbec and I’m as red as a cherry.
Let me back up a bit. 3 weeks ago the flu tore me apart. Or what the doctor claimed was the flu. Deep in my gut something tells me it was Coronovirus. Jordan caught it, too. He went through a night of heavy sweats and chills as did I. I had a fever of 100.4. Luckily Jordan kicked it in 2 days. But it dragged me down for around a week. I was coughing up at least one lung. I had tightness in my chest. I had headaches and body aches and congestion for at least 4 days and I was feeling OFF.
Don’t worry. We’ve recovered. No more cough. No more tightness. No more fever.
But I got the flu shot 5 months ago in October. How the hell did I get the flu? It wasn’t the flu. You know what it was.
I blame our Disneyland trip. The weekend before our symptoms hit early in March. We were nonchalantly enjoying a germ-infested theme park with hundreds of ignorant people and 5 other nurse-friends who probably were exposed themselves but didn’t know it. And society blames you, Charity. You’re at fault. For not being more careful. Don’t blame Disneyland. Take ownership of your choices.
But in all seriousness, how do global economies bounce back from this? How does the typical household survive this? Mortgages? Rent? Bills? Groceries? Medical bills?
I still don’t understand how this is happening right now.
We are ALL underprepared for this.
The world was not ready for this. No one was.
What a horrid pockmark in history.
I’m too flustered to think. I’m fragmented. Mentally. Physically. Emotionally.
I just had a bowl of vanilla ice cream and a homemade chocolate chip cookie. Which is very unlike me. 4th glass of Malbec gone! Is this what depression feels like? Or do I just need to shower?
My pajamas stink from 3 days of wear.