It’s hard to reflect
on 2020 because it felt like I experienced five different years in one. Like some family special you didn’t ask for.
January last year I was in London, March in Budapest, and by April I was back home in Sydney in the throes of hotel quarantine. The year felt like a whirlwind and a rapid spiral, yet at the same time I felt like I was watching the grass grow or Pluto to make a lap around the sun.
I meditated and practiced yoga A LOT. But it didn’t distract from the inevitable onslaught of loneliness and longing for a physical community around me.
I finally finished my undergrad and subsequently had an existential crisis about what the hell I’m going to do next. I also made a magazine which I will shamelessly plug here: https://issuu.com/celestialmagazine/docs/celestial_v2_pages_issu
Currently feeling restless as ever because I don’t have a trip planned overseas for the first time in five years, which is making me feel slightly trapped by the confines of my childhood room. Basically a Millennial/Gen Z nightmare.
Overall, I feel blessed and grateful for my experience of 2020. I do kind of miss clubbing though, which I thought I would never say again. I guess drunk gardening for now will have to suffice.Return to issues