December 5, 2020
Dec 27: Bob the Fog is missing in action. Today by the lake I sat at my spot and waited for Bob to roll in, someone to be sad with. Bob didn't show. It was cold, my 2 jackets were nowhere near enough. Kids at the nearby playground served as distraction from my worries and reminded me of my younger brother. When he was alive we would play hide and seek every time we saw each other, one round each, without fail. Even when we were adults. We always found a new hiding place, and we always found each other.