2021 was kind of almost like 2020, but I really believe that it was better. Fortunately, nobody in my family and circle of friends suffered at least from covid. Outside of the childcare, job, pressures, media, misinformation. Have we gotten to the bottom yet? There are hopes like an invitation to Bali, in-person writing workshops, and everything else?
There were the years 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016, 2017, 2018, 2019, 2020.
May 2022 be better. And just 2020 TOO?
A new beginning, I thought
May the tables turn
I didn’t know that I had to question my identity
This is hope, I think?
This is what I would have wanted
What we thought was the beginning of a normal
Creativity is my strength
Manifesting my vision (photo credit: wildaboutyouphotography)
Projecting beauty and demanding satire
It kept growing
(Making) bread gives me life
Slather the joy on top