Journal Over Covid-19

April 5th

I feel... so sad and alone. I've been under quarantine for 23 days. If it ends at the end of July like the govenor said it would, I will have 117 days of quarantine left. Ironically the numbers best known for Master chief; the main character of the Halo series. I am legitimately concerned as to how much longer I can put up with being contained. On top of that, the school plans to give us work to do. So, I'll be forced to do work I don't want to and forced to be contained in a house I want to escape from. I am so sad and so alone in a house of four people. We are growing tired of each other. Annoyed with every moved one of us makes. Normally one of us could just leave; go to a relative's or a friend's. We simply can't do that now. We did, however, go fishing today. It allowed mom alone time and gave us an excuse to get out of the house. We didn't catch anything. I got wet, below the knee specifically just above my muck boots. Sadly, I am sitting in my bed sneezing every five minutes and feeling like shit. Just from me being cold, I'll be fine in a day or two.
I thought a lot about my previous relationship. There is so much I miss about it. The being held, the holding, the touch, the talking, and feeling that I am significant to someone in a way no one else can. Which, makes it even more sad becuase even if I wanted to get into a relationship it wouldn't matter becuase we can't see each other. I do think I have a crush on someone, but all of this doesn't help with finding that out.
That's all for this entry. Signing off.