The year started out a blur, trying to dismantle a household built over 4 decades. Trying to get my head around the fact that I even had to do it and why. I tried so many times to write this post, but every time I would pick it up I just wanted to throw it away. So now, at the end of 2019, with a little time on my hands, I picked up the question of writing it again. I managed to complete 2017's entry a few months ago. And then it only seemed right to complete this one. The playlist was there, and I kept thinking about what I would write if I ever got around to it. And now, I think it's time to face the music (ha!). So, here it is. My songs of 2018 with all the beloved color commentary and neuroses you've come to expect from me below the playlist in case you'd like some context for the choices. Enjoy, friends! What I Needed to Hear... " I Know A Place" - MUNA I so needed a place like is being described in this song in 2018. I li...
It took me getting Covid-19 to give me the margin I needed to actually bear down and complete this, 5 full months into the year. I'm recovered, isolation is complete. I'm about to re-enter the world again. I'm changing jobs, changing a lot of things, and trying to plan with little to no information required for planning. But I'm leaning into the mystery and trying to enjoy the space I have for now, because time like this doesn't come around very often. I have the benefit of extra time between the writing of this post and the selection of the songs. I have been thinking about these songs for so long, it feels good to finally get the thoughts organized and out of me. I finished up a big redesign on my apartment. I had a good streak going for most of the year where I spent the night of the first day of every month away from home. So I explored some great new places and have a great new permanent space too! A list of 20 songs...
Yesterday after returning from the Prefecture (french DMV, just as badas the US) after an unsuccessful attempt at registering the car, I found that the house had been broken into and that my computer, computer bag, iPod and case and headphones, camera had all been stolen. They tried to take the TV but they either didn't have time or decided it was too heavy. I'm pretty sure that when I got back and pulled into the house they were still there and had to hide and that's why they left the TV. So life in Martinique is set back quite a few steps. Everytime I move forward here, something else comes along. I'm tired of it. I had locked the house up tight and made sure that everything was closed because Marie-Ange had warned me about other robberies in the area. They got me. Add another B to the list: buses, bats, bees, burglars.
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