I know why we all have to stay home. I respect it, I advocate for it, it’s just really hard not to think about how I was supposed to be getting ready for a trip to see some of my most important people right around now.

I was supposed to be with family for the ten year remembrance of the day my mom passed, in either Miami or New York.

One of my best friends in the entire world, someone who’s been one of my rocks, and one of my favorite humans, and my sister for twelve years was supposed to be graduating this month. I’m so immeasurably proud of her, and I was going to go see her and bring her flowers. Now...

I was supposed to go to Chicago for work stuff I was looking forward to, and to see another friend that I’ve known and loved since I was ten years old. We probably would have talked about comics and cartoons and movies and I’d be a happier person for it. But...

Last year was really hard for me. And I decided last year that this year, for my twenty fourth birthday, I wanted to go to Disneyland with everyone I live with. I wanted to have a weekend that was just fun, and do something new.

I’ve been living in California for a little under a year, and in that time a lot has changed. So I wanted to relax and laugh and not think about it. I was going to spend a week in Hawaii this summer.

I know these things are all really trivial, in the grand scheme of what we’re all living through right now. But I had all these plans, plans that largely revolved around checking in with my most important people, and now I don’t know when I’ll be able to do that.

It makes me sad, I miss my people. I miss normal life, like I think most of us do. And I don’t know what the point of this thread is other than to say I’m really down about it all. Again, I know it’s all trivial, but fuck I was so looking forward to hugging my friends.