RIP John Prine

Blow up your t.v.

Throw away your paper
Go to the country,

Build you a home
Plant a little garden,

Eat a lot of peaches
Try an find Jesus on your own

I don't know why today was so emotionally rough when I've been self-isolating for a month now. Maybe the month m ark caused it. Must have been going around as I heard from a lot of people today. Just checking in, they all said. But I could hear the unease in their voices.

Let's all hope and pray this pandemic thing ends soon. There's already been enough deaths. Musicians like Prine are the most vulnerable. Not just because of their age but because of the nature of their profession.

Playing for different petri dishes night after night.

Today I ventured out twice. Once to sell a disassembled day bed to a woman who was going to use it as a lounge for cast she was fostering. And once to grab groceries and get take out dinner. I wore a skull bandana across my face the whole day, like I planned to rob a bank. Luckily it hasn't come to that.

My last day of work was yesterday. Nothing is on the horizon at the moment. This will be a test of faith and courage. But it always is. LIke I said to someone earlier today, the world is chaotic. The sense of stability is a false one. And it can be taken from us overnight. Better to keep that in mind and live each day with as much meaning as possible, regardless of the situation.