when does this stop being fun

Not blogging, but all of this. The frenzy, the solidarity, the novelty, the news.

I couldn't sleep last night. I know I'm not alone. Does it help? Knowing that? I don't know.

I think the fun ends soon.

Is fun even the right word? I don't know.

Still, we have to get through. Right? Right. It will not be fun. We will still have to get through.

Anyway, to compensate for this blogpost, here is a video of penguins exploring the aquarium in my hometown (which, have I mentioned, is Chicago):

I wonder when I will be able to fly to Chicago again.