So, here we are, starting down at the end of 2021 and the beginning of 2022.
We’re in the second year of a global pandemic. My own creative output has dropped, and being out of the ordinary for me, I have read ONE book this year. ONE.
It’s not that I haven’t had any ideas that I want to work on – I’ve had plenty. But, being able to do what needs to be done to get that into reality – friends, I am so tired.
My mental health has been at its best that it has been in a very very long time. I’ve found medication that allows me to sleep. So, why am I tired?
Like most of us, I am so tired of this pandemic. I want to visit friends who I haven’t seen in over a year. I want to not worry that every cough and fever isn’t a deadly virus that doesn’t give two shits that I am happy in life, that I am in most respects doing the best I have been in years.
I finally got set up for the podcast and started to record new episodes, but I had to deal with some epic construction disturbing my ability to record. Bass travels folks. Bass travels.
Beyond that tiredness, at the end of the year, looking back, I know I’m happy. I’ve accomplished the small goal of writing every night in a journal. I’ve put in over 1000 days on my language learning – and I’m getting quite passable at my Japanese.
I also am learning from this tiredness that is affecting everyone, that I need to rest. That going full tilt all the time, especially when you’re tired because of the continued stress of a global pandemic, isn’t wise.
I don’t set “resolutions” for a new year, but I will be looking at setting some broad goals this year.
