And So We Go Through The Great Unknown
Well that was a year, wasn't it? Nothing but uncertainty from one week to the next, to the point that I always felt like I was a week or two away from the next covid lockdown and cultivating a textbook case of languishing pandemic fatigue. From the very first time ei broke me out in May to seeing four asylums in a weekend right before Christmas, it's been nothing but a wild and relentless ride through the levels; unpredictable, but somehow always upward. Meme-tier shitholes, flavors of the month that might have gone a bit sour, mansions too intact for…