Beginning to absorb the enormity of our current crisis, my recent interest in reality/dating shows, the prospect of moving in with my girlfriend, the fear of asking for what you want or need, people-pleasing to your own detriment, the on-set of cabin fever as the shelter in place continues, having the rug of certainty pulled out from under you, recounting various crises I was luckily able to avoid, mistakenly referring to Orson Welles as George Orwell, the unobserved genius of this generation. Music by Disasterpeace.