I managed to get the 'rona, or something like it (flu maybe, who knows) in the final week of 2020. The perfect ending to a year like 2020. Any little physical effort leaves me out of breath, got chills, sneezes, runny nose, deep chest cough, etc. But I'm still a generally cheerful person, and at peace that in spite of how bad things look, the universe is unfolding as it should, according to it's Creator's master plan. While I'm happy to have 2020 behind me, I still appreciate the things the last year has taught us - about ourselves, our societies, and what things really matter.