2014. That’s a year. Was a year, almost. With fewer than 10 hours between myself and the beginning of another solar cycle, it might be time to reflect on the past one. In the language of TV fanatics, I think we’re in for a clip show recap episode.
The wanky thing to do here would be to produce a couple of central themes and explore their relevance to my past year. I mean, this is my life, I don’t know that its narrative has really played out as an interesting fiction. There have been ups and downs, I’ve learned things about the world, about myself and the things that drive me. I’ve faced certain challenges and new experiences in all different capacities. Does it sound like I’m winding up for a Scrubs style ending monologue yet? I promise I’m not.
Two thousand and fourteen has been my first entire year (with one day’s grace) spent in Canada. In Ontario even. Actually, in Toronto. I’ve been landlocked by time, funds and the pressures thereof. They say restrictions breed creativity and I’ve donned by best Indiana Jones hat for some prime exploration. Clip show mode, let’s relive some interesting or key moments I’ve been through or dealt with.
- I fell in love. I mean, it was New Years, I was not sober and as I often do in my non-sober state, I became infatuated with the world around me and a particular entity who inhabits it. Spoilers, things didn’t work out.
- I really tested the theory of free lunches. I passed. Excessively.
- I wrote an open letter to my early 20s infatuation. Once again, things didn’t work out. This is a happy one of those.
- I found the death of Fred Phelps, denizen of the gutters of humanity, strangely hard to deal with.
- I actually managed to do a full 365 days of writing. Wowzers.
- I fell in love again. Sober. I think most of us can guess how this worked out.
- I started a brief foray into food blogging.
- Which directly led to gig reviewing.
- Met my niece for the first time.
- Became a barista briefly, because we’ve learned by now I have no business expecting where things will lead.
- Met Dan Harmon.
- Experienced a panic attack for the first time.
- Finally landed back in the media field.
- Unpacked some thoughts on a difficult relationship. If trigger warnings are a thing for this project, this entry could use one.
- But at the end of the day, there’s always hope.
Love, loss and forward momentum. Raise a cup guys, cheers for sticking around thus far. See you here next year. Same bat time, same bat channel.