For All that 2020 was Worth...
Normally a New Year brings resolutions I can declare, and hope that I might achieve about a third of them. But for all that 2020 was worth, I was glad to have finished it, and I don’t want very much of it back. Ever. It wasn’t the events of 2020, as much as what it made me feel like that makes the previous 365 days…a year worth forgetting.
Recalling all things I have ever experienced, 2020 was like…
-eating the last grape, and finding out it was SOUR
-running a half marathon (that’s 21 km) and getting major leg cramps for the last two km