lately:
listening to verses of 'that funny feeling' i didn't know people wrote when the song came out.
getting dressed most days, leaving the house, saying yes to things, inviting people to plans, making an effort, leaving behind the necessary identity of Inside Person leftover from the pandemic... listen, it's still not over, so we still mask in airports and stores; the world keeps spinning and my depression is not going to save any rainforests (look at the forest, look at the trees). "throw away my misery/ it never meant that much to me/ it never sent a get well card."

this was the year of jeans and music and accepting myself, just as i am.
the year of barbie, taylor swift, unapologetic feminism (what's new), bows, economic turmoil.

successes:
prioritized live music and saw so many amazing concerts. phoebe, taylor, counting crows, postal service, dcfc. on tap for 2024:
dar williams, dcfc/postal service again, and the sky is the limit.

no idea what i want to do next

things i would tell everyone:
romanticize the quiet life, there's no place like your room AND
we cannot live on as inside people any more. the world is waiting for us. the rivers keep running, the ocean keeps roaring, the moon reflects over it, pushing and pulling and seeing when we will dip our toes in-- and other such poetic notions, et cetera.

2024: build on the successes, learn from the failures, fail more, fail better, fail fail fail til the word loses all power. onwards and upwards. x



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