Good riddance

We’re supposed to remember to type 2021, and it’s easier than ever because what a shit year 2020 was. I mean really, you’d be hard-pressed to dream up something worse.

My 2020 was okay in comparison. Too far from my family, but that was about it. Work-wise, it was a great year. And my own little family is doing well. We miss the rest of it, the parents and grandparents, siblings and such, but that is the way of things this year, and we all know how to communicate digitally, so it could be worse. Many have it worse, and that sucks.

Trump’s out. I wish that wasn’t something I’d even deem worthy of a footnote in this post, but it is because he skewered everything. (And I certainly hope he’s out, but I don’t expect the US to be any different when he drops off his keys. Things never move as quickly as that.)

Politicians, they all get corrupt in the end. Sweden’s been in the limelight for our COVID-19 attitude, and while the judge is out for another year or two, it’s obvious that the rest of the world is declaring our line a failure. Except Elon Musk, which I just can’t bother with right now. Sorry, Elon. That said, our prime minister went to a shopping mall, the head of the agency that handles anything health related, went traveling, and the list goes on. Politicians, and state officials at higher levels, tend to get corrupted. Say one thing, act differently. They can all fuck off, it’s a travesty, that’s what it is, and the joke’s on you if you’re surprised.

I’m not sure what 2021 will bring. I don’t have clear goals that I’d like to communicate, on a personal nor work level, and I won’t even pretend to predict what madness will befall us all over the next twelve months. I’ve decided to take a step back and evaluate, something that’s been a long time coming, but all the more so after two extremely hectic months. It’s all too easy to just trod along, not realizing that you’re missing out what’s important, whatever that might be.

I wish you a great 2021. Don’t let the past dictate the future.