It started out like any other year, with boundless optimism over what we’d all accomplish, and a general sense that we were not necessarily living in some kind of simulation where reality was in no way stranger than fiction.
Then March came along…
A pandemic. A gun-toting, mullet-having tiger owner. Contactless delivery. Zoom. The election that would never end. And a 20-ft skeleton from Home Depot.
If you’d told me any of those things would be relevant in 2020, I’d be (1) incredibly confused and (2) consider you a lunatic.