Interlude: A Year Later
"Honey, I'm home! Oh I forgot, I'm not married."
You probably forgot you were subscribed to this and, judging by my lack of writing, so did I.
The truth is, like most projects I start, I didn’t follow through at a consistent level. Weekly became fortnightly and monthly and almost yearly now. But I’m hoping to pick this up again.
I’m still not sure what kind of format to do it. I like the one I’ve been using so far but it feels turgid at times. There’s not a lot of analysis I can glean from a dataset of 10 subscribers but I want to write and share content that resonates with people reading so if you have any suggestions or comments, please send them over as I crave attention, conversation, and constructive criticism.
In terms of my life in the 11 months since my last newsletter, it’s been up and down. I had a horrible depressive period last summer which resulted in me seeing a therapist again. He helped a lot and, when I remember, I take his actions onboard. I also met someone in the autumn and that helped a lot but trust in humans and humanity has diminished more and more over time. Now with this pandemic, it’s at an all-time low and I’ve actually welcomed this quarantine to get away from everything and focus on myself without the guilt that comes with it. My only fear is it ending sooner than it should and an influx of people demanding time and attention.
My grandfather also died a few weeks ago which was tough to take. I tried to use that grief and make something positive out of it so I made an album. On the music front, I’ve released 8 albums including the one above. That’s what I do when I hide from human beings.
I’ve turned this into a counselling session so I’ll cut my own time short. If you want to unsubscribe, feel free and I’ll understand. If you want to support my work, consider a Patreon subscription (only if you can afford to). Buy my music (same rules apply). And just get in touch I guess.
Until next time?