The Lost Decade
I just had to fill out a background check for a new gig and dug through this old blog to figure out how long I've been living at my current address. And I found this blog entry, chronicling my last hours at my previous address. What a bleak walk through memory lane! I've really been in this tomb for over a decade...
Too often, I feel like Rip Van Winkle. Like I fell asleep and woke up ancient. How do I account for all this time? How do I spin this journey into a more flattering account...??
It's so strange to plunder through the archives of this blog and see how much I used to write here. To read anecdotes I've completely forgotten.
Oh well, whatever, nvm.
2020 is a loaded year, kids. Brace yourselves.
Labels: apartment, fortress of solitude, move, uws