The Last Notes From Table 30
Hello. It’s been awhile. I’m sorry about that. I’m also sorry that this is my last newsletter.
I decided about a month ago that I would be moving the newsletter to another platform because I found Substack problematic. But I have yet to find that other platform. So this is the last newsletter for a while.
The other reason for this change is that I’ve tested positive for Covid-19. I wore masks. I kept my bubble small. I even got the Johnson & Johnson vaccine 12 days ago. Like most of you, I wasn’t 100% safe 100% and that coupled with some bad luck put me in this situation.
The good news is that so far my Covid symptoms have been a headache, congestion, a cough, and a lot of fatigue. Hopefully it doesn’t get much worse than this, but there’s no way to know until it happens.
The odds are, I’ll fully recover from this over the next few weeks. But the odds were also that I wouldn’t get Covid at all. So I have to accept that there’s the possibility that this shit will kill me like it’s killed over 500,000 other Americans thanks to the actions and inactions of the previous President of the United States.
Of course I don’t really know what to do with that. I feel like crap and I have a contagious virus. It’s not like I can try to get my bucket list. People keep asking if there’s anything they can do. I don’t know that there’s anything to be done.
You can write me. I’d love to hear from people. This stupid fucking pandemic has made basic human communication something of a treat.
I’m sad.
I’m angry.
I still plan to get through this.
I’m not giving up.
And Goddamn regardless of what happens next, I wish I had more time.
- Jack Cameron