Of Meat Sauce and Memories

14,369 Days Alive

It’s J and Charles’ ninth wedding anniversary , J’s *mumbles a number because you never tell a lady’s age* birthday, and Mac’s and my second anniversary of dating tomorrow.

I’m stuck on sad. My Papa B isn’t really talking to me. My bio donor is about as communicative as a Philly cheesesteak sandwich unless I reach out repeatedly. And I’m missing Daddy.

Im gonna go snuggle Mac and be sad.

Take your meds, folks.

Of Symptoms and Signs

14,355 Days Alive

1 Positive Covid Test

No fever, mild body aches, coughing, sinus congestion, higher than normal fatigue, and a positive Covid test has revealed what is wrong with me currently.

I am frustrated. I can’t snuggle with Mac lest I get him sick, and I don’t want to run the risk so I’ve been masked up for over 12 hours now.

Fuck being awake right now.

Take your meds, folks.