my 2020 was boring and sad and lasted forever and i lost my job and had my left fallopian tube try to murder me and i got pumped full of poisonous drugs that made me sick and i cancelled my trip to ireland and my car was totaled and there were rats in my furnace but i didn't die

oh also i had emergency surgery and evacuated my home because of a month of horrific wildfires that burned up the whole canyon and my dad's friend george with it. but that's all
i mean aside from the plague obviously and the getting tear-gassed in my own backyard in my vegetable garden by a gang of jackboot thugs. and every politician i supported losing spectacularly lol
BUT DID I DIE??? NO
that's basically all i did tho, not die. i didn't read any books. i did some silly little crafts that brought me no great joy. i went camping once and tried to make the best of a sad damp social distanced outdoor friendsgiving. i didn't learn anything whatsoever
i wrote to my grandma a lot and delivered my parents their groceries once every 2 weeks like clockwork so they could also not die. i kept my head down and filled out the government paperwork and tried to stay out of everybody's way. i grew 69 lbs of tomatoes and a 73 lbs turkey
i didn't get my nails done or go to a museum. didn't do anything. just hung around. i watched a lot of documentaries about historic estates and castles and wasn't allowed to eat any foods with folic acid for a couple weeks so i gained some weight. i wore sunscreen every day
i got almost everybody i know a nice thoughtful christmas present and i thought a lot about the saints. i thought a lot about mother mary. i didn't drink much or smoke any cigarettes. i bought a pair of shoes too small and stretched them to fit. i washed the dishes
i didn't argue with my relatives on facebook, i didn't argue with anyone on facebook, i didn't use facebook. i didn't break anything of note. i didn't get the knives sharpened or use the spinning wheel. i stained my second best dress with blood
i remembered to go to my dental cleanings and remembered to order hand soap and loose leaf tea and duct tape so brian wouldn't have to. i made menus and cooked from scratch, three meals a day, every single day. roughly 1000 meals
i didn't even instagram most of them tho so it's like i never cooked them at all
i learned the names of a lot of jazz standard songs i'd always liked but didn't know the names of before. i saw a lot of northern flickers, black cap chickadees, red breasted nuthatches, eurasian collared doves, red tail hawks and varied thrushes.
i was kind to my cousins on instagram and helpful to my neighbors when i could be, i gave everybody extra eggs and tomatoes and raspberries. i didn't make fun of people 1/10th as much as i wanted to and i never called the cops
i was unfailingly polite to mister baby
i still sleep in an unfinished attic space lol. i still have great credit but no money. a disreputable wreck of a yard full of tempest tost plastic cigar wrappers. a barren orchard. i keep my chickpeas in buckets outside. i dug a pit and found a miniature bicycle made of wire
in the last dying moments of the last hour of the last day of possibly the last year of the american imperial project i was ordering cave aged bleu cheese online
my carbon footprint was negligible. i ate very little meat i didn't raise myself. i didn't buy fast fashion or paper towels or bottled water or anything from a country being boycotted. my hair is almost down to my waist, my skin is perfect, my right knee absolutely mangled
my worst sin was jealousy and it squatted inside my heart like a toad. it colored the sky. it fell like a constant rain. during the long beet month of the fires and the blood red time after i put my fist in my mouth and bit down on a lump of nothing but jealousy and wax
i began the year in absolute horror of a war with iran and then came spring and horror blossomed up from the ground like a ruptured vessel
i don't like anything really anymore but that's okay too. it isn't written down anywhere you have to enjoy being alive. you can just tolerate it. goodnight

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Ready?

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Here's how it works for a big lotto winner:

1. Win the prize.
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@Suman68082748 @thetwinkwolff @x_karran_x @Sunil9130 Lets stop the criticism guys. The lad is good. Losses happen. Losses to unranked players happen too. As do wins vs top 10ers. Let's accept both. Remember Sumit and the likes of him are the best we have. See the bigger picture please.

@thetwinkwolff @x_karran_x @Sunil9130 When the Europeans or South Americans were getting quality practice and tourneys week in week out at reasonable costs, our kids were playing on dung courts or learning outdated serve and volley on grass. Appreciate the fact that the last 10 years have been a hell lot better than

@thetwinkwolff @x_karran_x @Sunil9130 the 10 before that. Real change can't come in a day or even in 10 years. So let's grit our teeth and bide our time till we have an organic self sustaining system in place.

@siyer30 @SportaSmile @Cric_Writer @RomilShukla @amanthejourno

@thetwinkwolff @x_karran_x @Sunil9130 @siyer30 @SportaSmile @Cric_Writer @RomilShukla @amanthejourno Tennis is my favourite sport in the universe. Has always been. Will always be. I was in love with Steffi and Pete a lot before I fell for Sachin. And while I would love every toddler in my family to play sports professionally, I won't encourage them to pursue my favourite sport.

@thetwinkwolff @x_karran_x @Sunil9130 @siyer30 @SportaSmile @Cric_Writer @RomilShukla @amanthejourno It will be career suicide. In other sports, I can actually plan for my ward to be the next Lin Dan or the next Tiger Woods or the next Schumacher even from a base in India. With tennis, in 2020 I can't do that realistically. Just doesn't adds up. Even for total freaks of nature.

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