I’ve gotten asked this a lot lately, and rightly so. I figuratively fell of the face of the planet.
Basically, 2013 had some good times (below), but over all it kinda sucked. Everything stopped at the end of 2012 when my mom’s house burned down. Since then, it’s been just about figuring that out, dealing with it outside and in, and then trying to pick back up where I left off. Turns out my strategy for dealing with things is to run away, aka travel.
So here’s a summary of really long post with the notable ridiculous points:
Finally classes ended and I got back to important things, like watching Doctor Who.
And that’s the year right there.
Once I got a calendar year away from the house, I tried to cram even more trips in, aiming to hike a really big trail before I get too old.
Oh, and at some point back in October, I stopped using Facebook. I couldn’t stand the negativity. It’s cost me a lot of social awareness, but I’m remembering how to actually make plans and hang out with my friends. Now I’m resurfacing. Back in town. Back to volunteering. Back to… gosh, I hope a more settled time and reality.