What a bloody year 2020 was. I mean, you couldn’t make that up could you?
When the countdown chimed in I weirdly woke up on New Years Day feeling super positive about this year, excited for hopefully getting life on track again. Cue the announcement last night, another lockdown. But weirdly enough, I’m still feeling weirdly positive.
Yes it’s not ideal, I’d love to be able to go back to normal and have more freedom. However, people are dying from this. Got to count your blessings somewhere.
I’m lucky that I am recovering from operations through January, so I won’t miss out on too much, and my business won’t be left out.
So instead of resolutions, quite frankly I don’t believe in them. You have 365 days in a year to change your life and I don’t think that should be pinned on a single day. I’ve decided to op for hopes for the year, hoping means it’ll be nice if it does happen – but equally, not much to lose if it doesn’t.
But most of all, I just hope 2021 isn’t as much as a shambles as last year. One can hope, ay?
I hope this year brings you some happiness and joy despite everything going on. Remember there’s always a rainbow after every storm.
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