This is being written well into 2021, shit, it’s almost 2022 practically. I wanted to make sure I documented the year that changed the world, not just mine or friend’s, but literally everyone’s. I put this off for a long time because 2020 seemed to just keep going. It was an endless flow of chaos, sadness, stress, and confusion. The year began so upbeat coming off trips with friends and family, then it all came to a broken subway style halt. Everyone talked about seeing each other in a couple weeks. Months later we just wanted to hug a friend living a few blocks away. I finally got the moment of relief and much much more.
Went to Seattle, Vermont.
Started a new freelancing gig and visited a wild tradeshow in West PA.
Climbed in Las Vegas and went skiing in New Mexico.
The world shutdown as we thought we'd be back in a couple weeks.
Tried kitchen experiments Lots of biking around the city Randomly offered a job Accepted my first in-house creative job
Moved to fucking Montana Bought big stuff (house and truck) Figured out domestic shit Explored the outdoors more easily
Quarantine wasn’t as hard (physically) Kept up tradition of Thanksgiving at Cracker Barrel
Got to cut down Christmas trees in a national forest (permit cost $2) Celebrated Christmas in my first house and in a new land
Basically, the last quarter of 2020 was spent waking up with a new kind of shell shock. It was less the pandemic, and more the adventure of moving to Montana. We’re two New Yorkers doing more than just outdoorsy stuff, but actually living it. I have always enjoyed learning new skills or growing creatively, however, 2020 taught me to look at the world differently. I continue to always press forward, but now I can’t count on the steps being what I expected.