What a god damned year it's been. So much bad. But so much good, too.
Year we moved for hopefully the last time, into our hopefully forever home.
Year I started wearing kilts, because I can.
Year I made it as high up in my career as I'm likely to get.
Year I reconnected with people and a creative pursuit that had meant so, so much, and made new friends on the way.
Follow
Year I started owning that whatever I am, it sure as heck ain't cis.
Year I started the process of getting well overdue ink committed to my skin.
Year so much shit went sour and so much stuff went right.
Here's to slightly less sour, slightly more right.
Here's to another year not going as planned at all in all the good ways.
