I wanted to write a piece about the state of relationships during virus-times. How is dating 6ft apart. (answer:romantic as all get out) I had my hunches but I wanted to look farther into it.
So of course I went to an old source for big laughs The Craigslist personal ads. WOOOO! But then {gut check} I found it doesn't exist anymore. Aw Sprinkles! I took too long to visit that well and it dried up.
Then my eye drifted to the "musical instrument for sale pile" A huge bolt of guilt shot up my spine.
Right now the Craigslist music page must be full of people forced to sell their gear.
Hard times make that flying V lose it's luster in front of the family. The last thing I want to do is buy a beloved ax for a song from a grieving person. But then again.
Buying their stuff is actually helping them so there is that. My moral dilemma was solved for me. I lost my income too Yo HAHAHAHA! I couldn't afford to buy a dinner bell.
I'm just living on enchilada sauce, Flintstones chewables, canned pie-filling and hamster ear medication.
I'm in no place for carpetbagging.
Take that Fate! haha!
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