What’s up party people in the place to be?!
Welcome to your undoing! The new Year!
Welcome to 2025…
Miraculously, I remembered to update this blog on the first day of the month, and hopefully we continue that pattern going forward from now until I can’t.
I’m opening this year well rested. I didn’t party last night, although I did enjoy a shot and went promptly to sleep, skipping celebrations with friends I may or may not have seen on my way from work to the train station.
My new years resolution is to get out of the house more. Go back to partying, enjoying life, rather than surviving it.
As I type I’m listening to a DJ on Instagram chop and screw an instrumental from one of the Megaman X games, and it brings me back to a time where I had friends like him in my life.
For better or worse, they’re gone now, and not dead, certainly not forgotten but on a mutual path of “dislike” between the two of us.
I think often, of what could have been, what we could be doing, chopping up beats, meeting recreationally, rapping, making art at least monthly and publishing it, moving forward together as creative forces, rather than being forced to walk this creative journey alone. Still, life hands me lemons, and as I watch people go off, get married, have kids, try and sometimes fail, I fall further out of love with the idea of settling down and starting a family, my roots beginning to steadily and more firmly plant themselves in individualism, perhaps to be uprooted by the augur of old age and “fomo” well into my 50’s or some shit.
All that to say I’m starting the New Year sad. Bank accounts balanced, but money can’t buy the happiness I’m seeking.
Still, YOU, reader, don’t have to be sad with me, so if you’ve still got some libations, pour a drink for the both of us, and I hope you have a Happy New Year!