Friday, May 1, 2020


No other day symbolizes a relief like Friday’s. Even though we have no idea what days we live in these days. They are all blurred.

But all in all. This is probably the worse week of the quarantine all around. No time to do anything but tend to the calendar and the chaos that comes with a house full of crazy.

Thank God for booze. Enough said. Off for a refill.

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