A few things.

I need to ask for your patience.

We've lost 88,505 fellow human beings as of this note.

It's terribly sad.

Nothing I can say will change that number.

But because of you, I'm writing tonight.

Writing to acknowledge you.

For a few things.

To honor you.

For your generosity.

Generous eyeballs.

Generous brain.

Generous heart.

Generous with your time.

For your #IStayHomeFor.

A few things.

A few moments.

To be together.

A "less than a minute read" with you.

To share with you.

I'm scared shitless at times.

But I'm not fearful.

There are people with COVID-19 and a cancer diagnosis.

Time to go to work.