Welcome to 2021.
We’ve made it. We survived 2020. The shortest and longest year of my life. What a shit show!
I feel somewhat bad for saying it, 2020 wasn’t even that bad to me. Sure, I felt the impact of the pandemic and the economic crash, but globally the year was pretty decent. I’d even dare to say it was good. Maybe even the best year I had so far?
It wasn’t perfect, of course. Nothing ever is. The beginning of the year was stressful. No one knew what was going on, and the world was trying to figure out what that virus from Wuhan is all about.
Then it reached Luxembourg, the country reacted, and the first lockdown happened. While the panic was not as high as in other countries, Luxembourg still tried to get every toilet paper roll in existence. I never ran out though because I tend to buy these things in bulk regardless.
After a while, we got used to this new normal, to social distancing, to staying at home. I still missed seeing my friends and family regularly, still missed going to restaurants, and I missed travelling to my favourite cities. I haven’t been to Hamburg in a long while.
I also had some personal failures, two in particular. I didn’t read as much as the year before, and I stopped my daily meditation habit.
But still, I consider 2020 a personal success. Some important things happened that might follow me for a significant part of my future. But. Enough teasing. Let’s recap, in no particular order:
- I entered a civil partnership with my girlfriend.
- We purchased an apartment that will be done by October of this year.
- I got asked to be a godfather. I accepted.1
- I started a new project, streaming games and other shenanigans on Twitch.2
- I met several new friends through the power of the internet.
- I picked up daily journaling again.
- My company now allows remote-work, after I have fought to get it for a few years. And all it needed was a pandemic.
- I got the espresso machine of my dreams.
- I have finished my treatment and now have perfect, baby-smooth skin.
- I’m in the best place mentally that I’ve ever been.
See? Not such a bad year, I guess.
But we all want to grow, of course. Make things better than they are. Hedonic treadmill and all that. And even though I am not particularly fond of New Year’s Resolutions, I wrote down a few things I want to focus on this year.
I want to read at least one book a week again, and I want to meditate daily for at least 30 minutes. I will also continue exercising, a habit that I picked up at the end of 2020. Add to this the fact that we all might be able to get the vaccine, my girlfriend and I will move to the new flat, I will turn 30, my godchild will be born, and if this shit show of a virus is gone, I’ll see a lot of international friends again. Please don’t fucking mutate.
To reach these goals, I’ve added meditation, reading and exercising to my calendar. I usually tend to respect what I schedule on my calendar — speaking on the subject of calendars. I’m trying some new daily planning thing, I’ll report here later.
And, of course, I’m upping my content production. While Twitch was and still is a lot of fun, I miss writing. I still believe it is it the method I can best express myself. Stay tuned for some stuff I’ve been cooking up.
So. 2020. While we’re all happy that we are rid of you, you didn’t treat me that bad after all — 8 out of 103.
Time to make 2021 a 9 out of 10.