It's 2020. Things ought to be better. They aren't. Scary times are ahead.
Election looks riggable. Dictatorship on horizon. Court gone. Old lazy gone. Increased religiosity. More intolerance. Xenophobia. Economic downturn. Wars. Climate crisis. Civil war potentially. No place to hide. Home isn't better.
Looked up projections. It's not truth. They look encouraging. Still worried.
Told friends to make backup. Go somewhere safe. Escape plans. Anything can happen. Literally anything. Sad but true. Fuck Putin.
Nepali news is disappointing. Increased shamelessness. Carelessness. No more pretension. Hollowed-out tree is falling down. What institutions? So madd.
Worried about family. Friends. Americans. No place to hide.
Pandemic is ongoing. Forgot about that. Ouch. It's getting worse.
Personal plans are in shambles. NZ is closed. Sigh.
Folks are deleting FB. Finally. Some netflix documentary. Silver lining.
I'm doing fine. Most people aren't. Loneliness and stress diseases. This will be another epidemic. Shit.
There's the office. Podcasts. Writing. Schitt's Creek. Small things.
Reach out to friends and family. They help. They matter.
State of matters is bad. Real bad. Hope things work out.
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