My train-wreck of a year has finally ground to a halt, the nose of the iron-clad beast dangling precariously off the ledge that is my sanity. A year riddled with terrible time management and a ton of critical oversights - nonetheless, it was also a year of growth, and I’ve benefitted much from my time alone.
The worries I addressed in my previous end-of-year entry still stand. I’m still only good at being young. However, I do feel like I’m on the right track and am moving forward (*attached pictures are proof of said growth) albeit at a snail-like speed.
Somehow (haha) I’m not really sentimental about the end of 2020. Here’s to a slightly more bearable year ahead I guess.
With hope despite her innate cynicism,
A
*me performing a session in the amazing #cafecarlyle hands down one of the best performance venues I’ve been to... @cafecarlye
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