This year was spent in a massive depressive state. Now that I’m safely out of it, I can look towards the next year with… well, let’s call it enthusiasm. There’s still so much suffering in the world that I’d love to just snap my fingers and fix, but I’ll have to be satisfied with doing my small part wherever and whenever I can.
I’m already about a month into ketosis, and I don’t plan on leaving that state anytime soon - wait, scratch that, I’m going be given drinks tonight that’ll kick me right out. 😅 Oh, well, I’ll jump back in in a couple of days. I’ll be working on my abs and pecs for the first time in an age (@cheshire_, we got this 💪). As for prospects for a career now that I’ve said my temporary goodbyes to the Reaper (they’ve been at my side for 30 years, give or take), I don’t know. I like to help elevate people and see them bring out their best selves. Maybe I’ll start with that and go from there.
I hope this next year treats you better than the one that came before, regardless of whether it was good or bad overall. I’d love to hear about… well, everything - your future plans, your past woes, your dreams and fears, all of it. I may never know you on any kind of personal level, but I give a damn about each and every one of you, period.
All this to say… goodbye 2023, and Happy New Year, all! 🎉
