How about that?
To say that 2016 swallowed me whole and only spit me out after breaking all my bones and inflicting maximum damage would be an understatement.
I'd like to think that 2016 was the year of mercury retrograde for me, and that things have no other way but up.
Book-blogging-wise and reading-wise, my 2016 was not so good. Add this to personal and professional dilemmas that kept stacking up one after another, and it would be accurate to say that I was pretty much miserable.
Still though, I know that I am luckier than most. Blame the optimist in me.
I got roof over my head, food to eat, and people who support me even though, more often than not, I can't find the motivation to pursue my passions.
This 2017, I plan to go slow but sure. And as always, I'll tap my heart for reassurance, and say my mantra: nothing worth doing is ever easy.
So let's just go steady. Everything will be fine.
