One of my best friends, who was my current roomate at the time had come down with Covid, as have I because we live in the same house. He was told he was positive thursday and I went to get tested. Saturday I was told I was positive, and my friend...well..he was taken to the hospital that night due to complications and being slightly unresponsive. Sunday evening at 5 pm my Central US time, I recieved the call from his mother that he had just passed. So I've been spending since then trying to let it sink through. He was a great guy, and I will miss him. And I'm gonna fight my own sickness to the best of my ability, do my damndest to fight it off for him. Thank you, whoever reads this for listening. I Know I do not write journals much, but, I just felt like writing it.