Once again I haven’t picked up a camera this year, but holy wow have I given my iPhone a good work out. This year has been surprising and full and hard and very short. I finally started dating again and met some interesting — and not so interesting! — men. I made some wonderful new gal pals. I uncovered parts of myself I’d known were there but this was the year they came out to play. A CAT MOVED IN WITH ME. My nephews thrived and blossomed and bloomed. I got to spend time with my auntie visiting from Australia. I did a lot of work and had periods of not doing very much work at all. Allergies kicked my arse severely for most of the year. I said the words “I’m so tired” about a billion times. I got a LOT of new tattoos. I meditated most mornings until my mornings got hijacked by a furry mistress. I cried with my Polish friend when the Brexit result was announced. I did the best I could every day. It’s all we can ever do, amiright?