Many of us spend our lives attempting to ‘find ourselves.’ Respectfully, though, what the fuck does that mean? Is it our Purpose, with a capital P? Maybe our personalities in their final forms? Or is it that almost unattainable feeling of satisfaction that we seek? Whatever it is, it’s doing a great job at being an elusive cross to bear.
Do you watch teen dramas? There’s just something about them that I can’t resist. They’re corny as fuck, emotional, and generally unrealistic. Actually, they’re always unrealistic. These teens are running around doing shit you never would’ve done. Hell, you wouldn’t have the balls to do that shit now as an adult.
It’s been a little over a year since the pandemic was announced. Around March 13th, the world started panicking over this virus.
Let’s set the scene, make it a little intimate. I’m at home, my mom’s home, and to a certain degree, my home. Mostly her home – I’m a temporary resident, by choice, or so I say.