It’s funny to me that at this point in my life, I’m still almost daily having these revelations of just how different I am from the members of The Herd.  Someone was sort of checking on me last night, asking about suicide, which I dismissed out of hand.  It then occurred to me that I have been less depressed for the last few weeks than I have been in more than a decade.  Seriously.  Suicide hotlines are reporting a 15% uptick in business, and I’m happy as a Hindu locked in a vegetarian buffet.  No need to leave the house, nobody comes over, no noisy cars on the street, and if I do go anywhere, there’s no traffic any time of day, parking right up front any time of day, and everybody stays way the hell away from me.  These are magical times, dear reader.  I am no fan of The Virus, and I don’t like having to worry about people all the time, but these distancing measures…I wish they didn’t have to end.

N.P.: “Mojo (feat. Rahzel & Dan the Atomator)” – Peeping Tom