How amazingly unfortunate that the decision to start my life over by moving back to my home-state ended up being at the same time COVID bombshells erupted across the country. Clearly, that situation did not deescalate the depression accumulated from my 2019 Hollywood experience. And yet, the turmoil shaking the nation incidentally gave me a dozen valid distractions to avoid sulking.

I mean...the great civil unrest directed all of our attentions to the true elephants in the room, and luckily it wasn't totally for nothing. I believe a majority of his voters are comforted not by the fact that he's elected, but by the fact that the other guy lost his chance. It's a relief to know that next term we won't have extra-strength divisiveness as the poster boy of the United States. I could very much go on about my political feels, but all I'm gonna say is:

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Stop allowing White people get away with their racist intentions.

They're not cute and they're easy to address.

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Anyways, life did get a bit bumpy aside from all the national drama, but I also got some big takeaways. I'm around much more tolerable coworkers, I bought my first car, and I moved in to my first studio apartment. The latter two of these things I hate because they make me extra-strength poor, but I am feeling better having this amount of independence. I'm still not seriously thinking about music or any next steps in my life. For now, I'm going to keep hobbling along at my retail job until a widespread sense of normalcy comes back. Optimistically, I think that'll happen within a couple years, so I'm just gonna believe that, since there's an overwhelming scarcity of good news.

Here's another random snapshot from My Pet Requiem that I am trying to occasionally noodle with:

Anyone wanna go on a date with me yet?

~~ said ZipZipper