Day 607 of Staying the Fuck Inside

Kiddo got his first shot today.

The tension is rapidly draining from my body. Even moreso than when Amanda and I got our shots.

The last 607 days have felt like trying to steer the Ever Given through the Suez Canal without my glasses and one eye open, and using my pinky to steer the ship.

We’re not out of the woods yet.

Dose #2 is in a few weeks, and then there’s the two week waiting period after that.

But damn, it feels good to be a gangsta.