It was a Sunday.
Mid March.
And it was 2020.
Quiet.
I was sat quietly.
Staring out of the window.
Thinking quite calmly.
About what was about to happen.
1999.
I smiled for a moment.
When I thought about the millennium bug of 1999.
The bug that wasn’t really a bug.
But then I got a little gloomier.
Because I remembered.
That today’s bug.
Is a real bug.
Reference.
I wanted to write just one story about it.
One reference point from early 2020.
For me to look back upon.
From a, hopefully, much more positive and certain 2021.
I wanted to write it for me.
And the people I know.
But then.
Suddenly.
I really did start to think about the people I know.
And more specifically.
I started to think about how many people I know.
600.
On average.
Any 1 person.
Knows about 600 people.
So by 2021.
That’s just 9 months away.
It is entirely possible that the 600 I know.
Will have become 588.
My 12.
It is numbing.
Thinking about My 12.
So I have started to think how I can make My 12.
A much smaller number.
And right now.
I am not quite sure what to do.
About My 12.
Or about Your 12.
Try.
It’s important to try, though I think.
So I’ll focus on the most vulnerable first.
And take it from there.
