2021 was a Blender.

Every single year, I revisit my last blog post for the previous year and read about how utterly trash I am at predicting anything to happen in my life.

Yet, for as much as I would have predicted some facets of how 2021 lifted me up and then proceeded to Rock-slam me into multiple folding tables, I really couldn’t have scripted this any more bizarre. One of my friends asked me yesterday about whether I wish I hadn’t gotten…