Friday Night Tequila.
Home again. Alone. Turning to tequila. Never my favorite, but these are desperate times and I feel like I need that kick in the gut that comes with Cuervo.
COVID is raging so everyone is hunkered down. Restaurants and bars are technically still open, but they are simply not safe now. And I can’t take a chance on getting exposed when I will be seeing mom and dad in a few days.
Until we get out of this rut, which seems like it is months away, things will remain weird it seems.