2020 was a real shit of a year. Dealing with Covid, lockdowns, and the immense stress of trying to move back home. The fear of disease, and the fear of being locked out of my home country left me with some form of mild PTSD in the early stages of this year. But even amongst all that bullshit, I achieved the monumental task of getting home, and I squeezed in a couple of epic road trips in Alberta and Western Australia along the way.
2021 was a year of nothing. It was a whole lot less stressful, but also a lot emptier. Bereft of achievement, life progress having been kneecapped by the same culprit time and time again.
It was a year of being paralysed. Half of the year was consumed by official lockdowns, the other half by a self-imposed semi-lockdown. Two years into this, I’m now having to choose between a social life or a family life. The fear remains that you can’t take up new hobbies, meet new people, go for a beer or go to the gym without killing your parents weeks later.
Until two weeks ago, I hadn’t actually known anyone who’d gotten Covid personally. I now know one, and I suspect that will increase rapidly in the weeks ahead. Best case scenario, this is the “ripping the band-aid off” of the pandemic and this time next year it’s behind us (as is this government and the corrupt lazy fuck at the top). Fingers crossed!
I did purchase a vacuum cleaner for the first time this year. I think that just about sums it up.
Top music and shows for the year below…
Music
My year end playlist, comprised of songs which all landed in my top fifty plays, and which were released after December 2020 – chosen for play count, as well as thematic content and musical range.
Most played song was Alien Crime Lord, by a long way. Awaiting a new album from The Voidz, I also gave their back-catalogue a lot of attention.
Streams
I didn’t catch a lot of movies this year, but Dune wins regardless. My first (and only) trip to a theatre in two years was worth the wait.
The White Lotus was my favourite series for the year.
I Think You Should Leave with Tim Robinson (Season 2) kept me laughing, as did It’s Always Sunny In Philadelphia (Season 15) – which was also far more brilliant than a show should be fifteen seasons into its life.