2023 Wrap Up
Wowza. This fall flew by. I didn’t mean to go this long without an update but it feels like I set my boxes down in my new apartment in Brooklyn in September, and now it’s Christmas. Or, at least it was when I started writing this. Now it’s New Years and we’re done. Is it just me, or does this New Year feels like a deeper line in the sand than the last threes years? 2020-2022 are kind of mulched up in my mind, one bleeding into the next through the weird timezone of pandemic. But 2023 went at a different pace, we were done with the pandemic but things changed, and once the dust settled I think things fit a little differently too. 2024 feels like it will be the beginning to a different era, and I hope to stay sane while it all plays out.
In my last post I talked about the current changes I was going through. Dyeing my hair earlier in the year, declaring myself performer rather than opera singer, moving to a new apartment with my love Deb, and I wrote this sentence: “If I drop the persona I thought I needed, then I have the responsibility to really be myself, and then who do I have to blame if I don’t feel fulfilled?”
And that thought has haunted me just a little bit.
“If I drop the persona I thought I needed, then I have the responsibility to really be myself, and then who do I have to blame if I don’t feel fulfilled?”
So I’m gonna try to sit with that… I’ve got some ideas but I’m trying to let go of expectations on how life is gonna roll.
And next year for Reblogga’s Beck I’m going to try a new series. I keep a journal called smart thoughts from my weird brain and I’m going to start sharing 16 on the 16th of every month. So welcome to my weird brain! Here’s 16 thoughts I’ve had this month.
And, with that I’ll leave you! Have a happy weekend, new year and life long spin. See you on the 16th.
<3 Reb
I took this picture 1/2/23. Peace In.
Taken 12/9/23. Peace Out.
