Greetings from the COVID-19 bunker.

I'm dubbing 2020 as the year that never was. Many people have had their jobs slashed, their events cancelled both big and small. I'm feeling the pain with my social live on hold for a few months. The worry that just going out could expose myself and my at risk dad to a deadly plague grinds on the nerves. I do consider myself lucky to have an income through this thing. My local town's economy has been trashed. All the people who rely on our tourist trade are hurting. It's going to take time for people to recover from the economic effects of this pandemic alone.

I'm not going to sugar coat it; this social distancing stuff has been grinding me down. I'm finding myself feeling down and on my worse days not even bothered to shower. It's just my usual social events not even just the furries but the small gay group I'm in had to shut up shop. I have my dad but I can't talk too much to him besides small talk. I'm still pretending I'm straight and all. I'm not in a good place but it's not as bad as some who have no income or are workings in retail or the health sector. I need to toughen up because people have it worst than me. Suck-it-up butter-cup. It's not to say I know my fiends love me as much as I do them. I just need that face-to-face time.

Okay, enough about COVID-19. I've been getting Silver Sheep out of his box and doing some Facebook streams. I've worked out a good setup for streams. I'll have to get Braxton on at some point. I've still doing furry things and buying some art. Look out for a new comic staring Silver Sheep for a change. I'm glad to support Sam again. This is the third and largest comic that I've commissioned from Sam. Their work is fabulous. The US dollar is a bit meh right now so I haven't been splurging with overseas art commissions. Although, KiwK has been my impulse buy artist.

I hope things improve before the year ends it seems we're in this for the long haul.