So. It’s kind of my blogaversary.

Huzzah. Or something.

Anyhow, I end this year much like I began it. Pissed off, not entirely sure why, and writing to figure it all out. Pretty sure I’ll be in a somewhat similar boat next time around the sun, too. But i’m proud of (mostly) of this, and I’ve used this writing to fuel my academic work, start conversations offline, and to take joy in what is often difficult work.

Thanks for reading. It means a lot.