And that was 2021, our year in stasis. A year where it felt like nothing happened, no progress, no movement, just a steady awkward "shouldn't something be doing something about the everything out there?" feeling, followed by the dawning realization that no, no one was going to do anything. At all, ever. Last year I called on us to shoot 2021 dead if it made any sudden moves, and it did not.
This is of course incongruous and minimalistic. People were doing things. I did things. My friends did things, some of which were very important to their hearts and comfort. Yet it just felt like a long, numb period that spread over twelve months. It honestly feels like yesterday I was playing through Halo co-op with a dear friend, and yet ... that was January.
Well. As traditional let's hit the game tally.
First, previous years in review:2012
- 38 Complete, ?? Abandoned2013
- 21 Complete, ?? Abandoned
2014 (No post, I had a bad year) - 29 Complete / 4 Abandoned2015
- 67 Complete, 6 Abandoned2016
- 44 Complete, 5 Abandoned2017
- 102 Complete, 13 Abandoned2018
- 88 Complete, 16 Abandoned2019
- 44 Complete, 6 Abandoned2020
- 30 Complete, 3 Abandoned
Which brings us to 2021, where I have 35 games tagged Complete and only 1 tagged Abandoned.
Which is interesting to me, because I feel like I'm starting to be more lenient with the Abandoned tag. It's not that I'm dropping certain games forever, I tell myself. They're on the back burner. I will get to them again. Six months later, they're still back-burnered. Normally I would sigh and write up a post for that but as I already covered it feels like no time has passed. They're really still there, floating in limbo. Just like everything and everyone else.
Lately I'm too mentally worn-down to write much. All my writing comes out in short blats on twitter
where it does no one any good. I miss long-form writing but I don't have the mental space. Even this post has taken a few weeks to peck out, and look how short it is.
I don't quite know what I want out of 2022. I don't want to beg it to stop, because hey. I don't want to beg it to get back on track, because I want people to stop dying and that can only happen in safety.
Still, as always, I could pick worse people to be stuck here with. If you're reading this, you're probably someone I love and/or care about, or you're a web-scraping bot which achieved sentience. So either you're great and a major reason I'm still here at all, or you could be great someday. I'm not going to judge either way.
It feels ironic to use a five year old song for this, but as I face the dawn of 2022 soon I wonder when is 'the future'
anyway? When will it get here? And then I realize I'm closing in on 40 years old and... oh, I guess it already is.
[END OF YEAR]
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