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I really wish I felt less existentially endangered.
Are we in for new and horrible variants of Covid? Will the Nazis win the midterms? When will my rent increase next, how's the dentist thing going to play out, how much will car stuff cost? What's going to increase in price next?
But there doesn't feel like there's an equivalent positive to hope about. There's no looking forward to a vacation, a con, skipping work just 'cause, travel, dates, getting to really promote my drawing effectively, getting to resume martial arts classes, etc. But day job and parents are a constant.
It's like being a kid still.
