As spring turns to summer it has shown that my people are not capable of staying indoors and away from each other, I know, I know, procreation is necessary to further the species, but which will win? Reproduction or death from exposure to the plague? Add to this the fact that the ever present, simmering racism has boiled over yet again and the political clime has aggravated what should have been a time of mourning into a time of rioting and ooh-doggie have we got a 'summer of love' starting!
06:56. Wake up, get up, shit, shower. Pop the vitamins and meds to force my body to go on. Get to the kitchen before I can debate the merits of disappearing. Prefill the coffee cups and French press with boiling water. Grind the coffee. Empty the press, pour in the coffee, fill it up. Think about my breakfast options, chose, like I always do for the egg on a piece of toast. Get the toast in. Grab butter, cheese, creamer and ketchup.