2022, The Year I Became a Poet

Change. Nobody likes it. Which is weird because it’s sorta kinda the basis of all life. And life is…good.

As I see it, generally pressures come and pressures go. Other times, they grow and fester and can’t be ignored and it is we who must adapt to them. That’s the way it is with evolution, with our personal lives, and sometimes, our artistic lives.

The pandemic was a pressure and an accelerator on all of us (thus fulfilling its biological (and perhaps socio-cultural) function). And boy ...