You know lads, my current thinking is this whole COVID thing is really a test, a trial, a tribulation about whether you really want to live or not. I saw an old man in maybe his 80’s walking down my block today with a massive limp. He knows what he’s doing: get out there and choose life, choose not-death to the extent you still have a choice left. You have to choose this path often, with regularity. I had been walking five miles per day, felt good, then became a piece of shit over the weekend. Tomorrow I will get the fuck back out there, take my Zinc, walk those miles, and choose to live.