An Ode to 2019

I've been thinking about 2019 a bit lately. Definitely not with rose coloured glasses...


God, I wish it was still then. I know it helps nothing to bemoan, but all on the scales it was such an amazing year. My existing injuries were settling down. I'd found a pair of shoes I could walk anywhere in. I saw my friends every week. A few of them got married.


I played basketball. I did pull ups. I hiked places with Vanessa.


You could go places and other people would be there and it never felt weird.


I led a great project with great people at work. I was constantly challenged and felt a sense of accomplishment. Also you could literally get on a plane at a moment's notice and fly anywhere on the planet and I did that many times.


It wasn't cold. (It did hit 46 degrees in January). Vegetables were cheap. I paid no attention to the economy.


I'm just putting this here to remind me that life can be better than mundane and painful. Hopefully again soon.

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