It was supposed to be a year of recovery. But then it wasn’t. But then it was. But then it wasn’t. But then it was. The cycle keeps going and going, but it returned where it began.
Community, I kept saying. Surprise, I thought, that I could return to the life that I wanted. Belonging, hope, future.
There were the years 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016, 2017, 2018, 2019, 2020, 2021, 2022, 2023, 2024.