2021: No Expectations.
It’s that time again. I fell off journaling the last couple of weeks, so let’s make this quick.
2020: Dear God Make It Stop
Six years ago, I had a good year and wrote my first last minute, grammatically not the best year in review full of hope for the future. Remember last year when I said 2018 and 2019 were rough? And that I didn’t feel like writing this? Ha! Hahaha! I promise barely any optimism below, but feel free to continue...
Each month is longer than the last. This was going to be a rough month for me, but it got so much worse.
February 1st feels like it was so long ago.
2019: It was a year that ends tonight.
2018 was rough, right? Well, so was 2019!
I did not feel like writing this, but it’s a tradition now, so for the fifth year in a row, here’s what I did all year with some of the crappy crap that made it not the greatest. I can’t promise an unwavering sense of optimism, but it’s okay. I’m okay. Here we go!
And with this, I bid hotel front desk life adieu. #tourcommission #makingmoneyofftourists https://www.instagram.com/p/ByL8R8Epd01/?igshid=1ra9ou4tv3qu3