It was another long year, though the years do seem to get longer with each subsequent one. I imagine that that implies being busy and productive; whilst this year was busy, it certainly was not productive. Culture Eater saw more reviews (and a small amount of interviews), but work was sporadic. Podcast Eater kept on going, but the amount of episodes that came out was far smaller than I had hoped.
In a few ways this year was really intense. Whilst I didn’t have to deal with the pandemic as much as others, there was a lot of stress which led to cutting more branches which was for the best. There still is a lot of stress right now; there’s uncertainty as to whether I’ll be able to afford keeping a roof over my head at the end of January. It’s better than what my partner and I were dealing with before, but it’s still not exactly a great situation for us to be dealing with at the moment.
There was a lot less of a lot of things this year, and a lot more of a lot of things, and right now things are uncertain. Still, we persist and we keep on going. We persevere and try to make things better where we can.
It wasn’t an entirely rough year. There were things I was able to see that I hadn’t seen before; I was able to work on music in a greater capacity than in the last few years; I’ve started drawing again, and I’ve been able to be fortunate enough to have a number of good moments sprinkled throughout.
I’m really not sure as to what else I can say at this point. Next year begins tomorrow, though ultimately it’s just another Saturday, so we keep on persisting and persevering, or at least try to. We keep on trying to make the world a better place for everyone and everything. It’s the least we can do.
2022? Bring it on.