I’ve had a fair share of good things happen to me this year. I think it’s important to remind myself, ourselves, of the good shit during times that are as troubled as the general discourse indicates this year was.
Early on, I moved towns. And while it hasn’t been entirely without faults it has undeniably done me good. This new town, Gullspång, is very small. Around 2300 inhabitants. Very quiet. There’s not a lot of people passing through, except for during vacation weeks where the tourists pour in. Very dark (as in, no light pollution) and great for stargazing. Nice nature here, nice evening walks… I think it has done my mental health good service.
This year has also seen me reconnect with a lot of people I “lost” during my very troubled last year (2019), even though I live in the tourist-version of middle-of-nowhere. Me and Patric started hanging out again. Like a brother that one. And I got back in touch with my Stockholm friends and have since done several trips back and forth. Not only this reconnection but the relationship between me and Måns, dare I say my closest friend, has deepened. A lot.
I’ve seen him grow taller through hardships and take an unexpected route along the way – by leaving a long-time heroin abuse behind him with flying fucking colors (but not without minor, expected, cock-ups). We’ve both supported each other immensely throughout our respective troubles. I am extremely thankful to have him in my life, and I look forward to keep on keeping on along his side.
Then there’s this place and you guys. I got back in, perhaps not so unexpectedly and I am absolutely delighted to be here. I know I’m a bit intense and insensitive but I don’t pretend I’m not an asshole and I still feel strangely welcome here in spite of it. This place IS my home away from home. I love being here. I love comic books. But most of all I love you, you dysfunctional knowitall bastards. Living in front of the computer (as I do) is not the same without this place, without you.
And there’s a shit ton of minor things that are good too. I was gifted a new computer when my old one gave up and not only was that very kind but the new PC is great. I’m playing some awful games with some wonderful friends. Fun as hell. I got myself a job, and while it wasn’t a very good job and didn’t last it did prove to me that I’m not entirely hopeless. I can work if I need to or want to. That’s… Good to know. Cryptically spoken, there was some court room magic flown my way for which I am equally flabbergasted and thankful. Biden won (allegedly)…
And so on. There’s a week left, I’m sure I can squeeze out a few more good things from this year. And I look forward to reading yours.
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