March 21, 2020 My body responds to the tension in my brain. My legs rub like a cricket as fast as my news feed fills, disrupting any...

A warm nauseating feeling in my stomach tells me something is wrong. I reflect on the day and think back to conversations that I may have...

The names all blend to none. Sadly I've lost so many I can't remember who or for what. The noble death or the unjust cause seem...