Squalor and Dice

Back in August, I reflected on my year so-far , and how I was progressing in the achieving of the goals I'd set out for myself at the beginning of the year . Since then, not much has changed, as wouldn't you know it, life got busy again. Because I can only broken record so hard, I will be brisk in renumerating the truths of this year. 2025 sucked ass, and had some really beautiful moments along the way. I'm proud of all of us for making it through year one of explicit fascism and I hope we all survive to watch the regime crumble. I can't stress enough that now more than ever is the time to make sure your friends know you love them, and that you'll always have a bowl of soup and a cat-covered couch if they need it. Now we're jumping into 2026, which looks just as tough as the year before. Last year I had ten goals and didn't achieve all of them in the ways that I had wanted to, but maybe I learned something. For context, I write with the intent to share and ...