Until John Oliver brought it up at the end of his election episode, I never thought of this year as being exceptionally terrible.
After all, I’m from Cleveland. How could it be when this happened? 🙂
The after party and the parade went without a major hitch.
Plus, the Cleveland Museum of Art celebrated their 100th anniversary. Their events to celebrate went off very well.
The Republican National Convention also failed to destroy the city. 🙂
Overall, I had a good year too.
I had a lot of struggles at work, but a lot of personal triumphs.
I applied for a promotion. I didn’t get it, but I am very glad I went for it, and I made contacts in a new department.
I am much, much more active socially than I have been in the past. I went to a whole bunch of parties, and even marched in a parade.
I still feel afraid at times. I worry about my health. I worry about losing my job. I worry about my future, especially if I will ever get married and have children. But I try to live for the moment, and I remember that in Northeast Ohio, nothing is given, everything is earned, as King James would say.
Plus, the world has seen far worse years. The years between 1940 and 1945 were complete shit.
I must say, with no irony, that it figures that Northeast Ohio would have a great year when the rest of the country (and possibly the world) went to Hell. It makes perfect sense.