Hello again, friends and family, or whoever else is generously taking the time to read my annual verbose recap, where I attempt to reflect and summarize the past 12 months. The lines between days, months, and years seem to blur more and more as time marches on, and I suspect…

It’s that time of year again. The time where I (try my very best to) reflect on the year — the good memories and the ones that still bring back a residual ache when I try to confront them. For as long as I can remember, eight has been my…