In spirit of one of the podcasts that’s kept me afloat this year, The Brilliant Idiots, I think that this quote is reasonable.
If you think 2020 was your best year ever, you’re absolutely right. If you think 2020 was your worst year ever, you’re right too.
Many of us don’t even have the words for what 2020 was.
Nothing I did was on my vision board.
My planner looked like a kindergartener had scribbled through it.
I started a new job as a middle school teacher.
I quit that new job and moved to Texas.
We got hit with the pandemic quarantine.
I made $1000 Instacarting one week.
I got fired from Instacart.
I had to ask my friends to help me pay my bills.
I finally have a bed after sleeping on a blowup mattress for months.
I worked at the IRS for 2 days and quit.
I worked at a hospital for a month.
I fell in love again.
If that isn’t Oscar worthy, I don’t know what is.
2020 showed its ass.
I’m actually eager to see what 2021 has in store. I’m rather used to this Jordan Peele production we’ve been in for 90% of 2020.
I’m looking forward to all of the creative ideas being birthed from this pandemic. All of the healthy conversations that are taking place. People are reading again. People are writing again. Strangers are networking. Folks are finally pursuing their passions.
I love to see it.
Please do set intentions.
Please do the shadow work.
Manifest that shit!