Next week brings the exact midpoint of 2021. It’s a time of feeling halfway through a year who’s whole theme seems to be halfway through.
We’ve got one foot in hardship and one in hope. I know I’ll look back at this year- and probably this whole stretch of my life- as a plate full of contrasting flavors. Lots of undeniably beautiful things right alongside atrocity. A constant teetering between saying ‘I can’t believe we’re still doing this’ and ‘I can’t believe it’s already…’
Right when I remembered it was the half-way point, my natural instincts were to think “whoa- half a year already. What have I even done?” I thought that right away, even though it really doesn’t make sense at all.
This year, I’ve unlocked new opportunities to do what I love in the realm of climate communications and promoting environmental solutions. I’ve spent unforgettable quality moments with Rhys at an extremely fun age. I’m proud of my art. I’m proud of the videos I’ve been making, meeting my own aspiration of releasing two a month and trying out different approaches to storytelling. I’ve even managed to go a few places, pandemic be damned.
I’ve been up to a lot, and even if I weren’t, that would still be fine. This reflex points towards something I’m still trying to unlearn. But hey. It’s all about the process.
Midpoint 2021
