What can I say about the last 12 months?
2010 ended up being the really shitty hat that 2009 wore to the party.
To be honest, it’s hard to separate the two, as far as things go. Between them, both 2010 and its predecessor were depressing and dispiriting and about as melancholic and subdued as can be.
The job I had became precarious a long time ago, but it wasn’t until 2010 that it disappeared completely. It was my choice in the end, but it came at a point when I felt like there weren’t any other choices left. And the knock-on effects were, unsurprisingly, huge. The city we loved living in became unviable. The life we’d been leading dropped away.
But I’ve got a good feeling. Going freelance has been fairly good so far — scary, yes, but definitely liberating. I’ve done some pleasing work, had a couple of serious bits of magazine work published, some stuff for the BBC and I’ve got a new part-time gig with GigaOm.
In the end, we moved back to Britain for our own sanity, and so far it’s working out. Despite my worst fears, I think 2011 might end up not looking like the last two years at all.
Happy New Year.
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