One of the most traumatic, eventful, unbelievable years of my life, yet somehow I have video of so much of you.
I have hand-written text to document so many days of that year. Moleskine notebooks that no one will ever read or ever care to. These days all I want is to write and document and record, but I don’t. I will change that. And this year, above all years, I will feel better about who I am and the decisions I’ve made.