So this year I just responded “Merry Christmas to you” you know, let it be. I am a compadre now.
When it’s the end of the year and people are getting excited for NYE and you just want to chill:
2014 was so bad it made 2015 look almost fantastic. But it wasn’t that great. My home country is burning and here well, it’s a clusterfuck of bad news and hope I guess between Sandra Bland and Tamir Rice a black Jedi and feminism awareness rising up all around. It feels like people see things more and more in shades instead of 0/1 and that’s really, really good. I mean, it’s under a ton of horseshit like congress or Republicans but it’s here.
I wish you all good stuff to come, super interesting things to do, personal growth, financial stability, a dash of love here and there, an Ikea chair, a foot massage, the entire thing. And stop playing dumb, it’s time-consuming.
Let’s do this.