Due to personal issues the March 22nd entry was a little late. I hope everything is going well for the people who do read these entries. These moments during this Covid-19 outbreak will be the moments I never forget. Maybe due to the fear? Or simply because I wrote about it?
The govenor made no new comments on the situation and we are all still very lost and clueless as to what will happen next. Only time and patience can help us now. I do, however, sincerely hope we get answers soon. My state has now reached over 1000 cases and is still rising.
I have been having terrible dreams lately. Most of which I die in; murder. But, each time it happens I dont wake up with fear. As if I'm completely fine with that, which I'm not I'd prefer not to die any time soon.
I wish... I wish I could find a positive in all of this. I don't enjoy being sad and negative. In times like this we need that "silver lining", but I just can't find one. I guess a positive could be that I still get to talk to my friends through the internet. It's not the same, though.
That's all I have for this entry. I'm not looking forward to the next, I hope this ends soon. Singing off.
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Journal Over Covid-19
Short StoryMy experience through the outbreak of the virus in a small town of America. This will be typed out as a journal each day for three weeks.
