My first thought on waking up this morning was, ‘it’s just about 4 months to 2022’.
In many ways, the past few months have been a blur. It’s hard to imagine that so much time has passed since January 1st, 2021 when I sprained my ankle while playing ‘Twistas’ at an end-of-the-year/crossover game night with a couple of friends.
Despite that, I still recognise and feel how long this year has been. It has felt like an endless stretch of time and for the most part, I have just wanted it to end. I clearly remember cancelling the entire year right from the beginning of the second quarter. I was that fed up.
Now, I can clearly recognise that I have been disillusioned by a lot of recent happenings. A friend I hadn’t spoken to in almost a year pointed that out when we met recently and more and more I am seeing how right they are. I am working to re-centre myself and that includes recognising the possibilities that are in each day.
So contrary to my earlier declaration, I am choosing to affirm that positive changes can still happen this year. There are over a hundred days left and each one of those days is an opportunity. Believing this is not coming easily because I truly cannot see how it would pan out. I also have a lot of simulations going on and picking a path seems daunting. But again, I am choosing to believe.
Cheers to the remaining 131 days of 2021!,
Sisikunmi
P.S: I wasn’t sure what this post will be about when I started typing. In some ways, it seems similar to my first post since starting this weekly updates. I wonder if I am hammering on it too much, but it doesn’t really matter; some things need repeating. I have found that when I write for pleasure, it’s almost impossible for me to write outside how I feel. Faking it till I make it doesn’t work here.
