Even as I write this, I know that the year isn't over yet, but, nonetheless, I feel the need to say something. This year has been astounding in its badness. Nearly every front has had terrible happenings. This week alone, as I cruise social media, I see friends--those I know only through social media, those I know a little in the Real World, and those who are close and I love dearly--having gone through losses. Deaths, cancer, marriages ending, financial burdens, family troubles. I don't have to leave my own apartment to see the stress of 2019 and to see it spread throughout so many people I care about is alarming. I want to give hugs. I want to give money. I want to give time. I can only, really, give this piece.
This year will go down in the history books of my life as a bad one for the reasons I've written about here. My wife and I have lost parents. My granddaughters have lost grandparents. Beyond that, I see you struggling, too. And the world outside! Goddamn! I mean, anyone with any intelligence knew in 2016 that things would be bad and it has been. Things are going more or less how I saw they would. And still, as various new candidates present themselves, foreign agents are already convincing the same gullible people who handed the last election to a terrible human being to do it again. But then, it doesn't matter. Because climate change is moving with a speed far beyond what scientists projected. Still, with the personal strife that happens to us, it's easy to forget about the societal problems.
Finances are in bad shape. This year things started getting hard. If I told you what we made yearly, you wouldn't think it was possible, and yet.... I've been in worse financial situations (see 1998-2007) but things have gotten pretty tough.
There's more, so much more, but that's actually not what this is about. I won't point out the great movies, TV, books, and music that's come out, because there have been lots of it. Nor am I going to point out the good times that have come this year. That's not what this is about. I want to feel down right now. I need to feel down right now. And you probably do, too.
I want to end by saying, "We got this. We'll get through." I want to end it that way because I think it's true, but I'm not ending it that way. I don't know that it's true. It's okay be frightened by that. Here's what I will say: I love you, and I'm here. We'll get through this together, one way or another.