Winter Blues

It's November of 2020 and it has felt like a hell of a year. I am sitting here wanting to start writing again because I used to write a lot to get my feelings out in some form. Thanksgiving is tomorrow and I am dreading it because my family feels broken. I've always been a lone wolf, yet this year I feel rather more alone. Thanks to COVID I feel really alone at times, and like everyone wants to avoid each-other because the risk of the virus from hell. This has been really hard and I feel like nothing will be like before the virus. I was shocked when this all started and did not know what will happen, so so many people died 260,000 people to be exact. All the death and despair has been felt in the air, everywhere I go it does not feel like the same anymore.

Everything is still very different and I am constantly reminded of that when I see masks on peoples face. I just want things to be normal again and not turning the T.V. on and seeing COIVD is spreading everywhere again and people are dying every second in the US. I am shocked that this has even happened in America. The government that was in charge could not protect us like they should have.