Almost wanted to post an "On This Day" post (since I posted once in 2006) but that post is so cringy, I don't really want to post about it. 

Slept without pillow again last night and neck feels fine in the morning. I'm probably too happy about being pain-free that I ended not doing much today. Knitted a bit. Haven't done any readings yet although I took one book out of my bookshelf today. That's another book added to my reading pile *sigh*.

I think I just want to distract myself from the current news. I probably don't look and act like it but inside I feel very paranoid. I don't want to go out. I know I can if I want to (it's not really like phobia) but I don't feel safe out there knowing there's someone acting stupid somewhere. Someone who makes light of this pandemic situation, thinking this will pass like seasons. Like, I don't know man, the virus keeps mutating... I begin to suspect if it's actually an intelligent being. Really, it's almost admirable when seen from a third person's perspective. 

Funny how that makes me more interested in consuming plague themed books and movies. Morbid(ish) much? Yeah, erm, don't really care if I come across that way.