Okay, y’all, this past year was rough as …well it wasn’t quite as rough as getting raped, but it was bad.
More than a few people I love very much passed away for a variety of reasons, and left me here to figure out what to do without them around to guide me.
I broke my ankle.
I didn’t write a book this year, but honestly can you blame me? With the way that America, Canada, England, and France, are acting when it comes to Palestine, it’s really difficult to focus, to write anything coherent.
Oh, and Covid isn’t gone – I learned that when Tinu died.
It’s weird to be alive right now, in 2025. When I was a kid we didn’t think about 2025 as a normal period in time, it was the distant future and the distant future had flying cars and alliances with aliens.
We had no idea what to expect but in the 1990’s decade, we were filled with ideas about what the future held, and then I think too many of us grew up too fast and lost the spark that allowed us to fantasize about the future.
Trauma does that, it alters the course of your future and changes everything about your life into something it wouldn’t have been if you hadn’t been traumatized against your free will.
This year I want abundance. I want an abundance of laughter, love, joy, humor, amusement, fun times, happiness, and excitement. I want to fall in love with my life again. I want to get my ass back into the gym.
Ironically since breaking my ankle, I’ve lost more weight trying to move around than I did at the gym but I still want the routine of working out, laughing with my friends, and learning what I can and can’t do. I want to do it all.
I want to go back to work, but not at a church and certainly not on the front lines, I want to work with people who are using cannabis to heal their trauma and I want to learn the ins and outs of selling cannabis.
I am going to make that happen this year because I am right in the middle of another existential crisis telling me that I can’t, shouldn’t, and probably won’t, and there’s nothing I love doing more than outdoing myself. I would ALSO love to host the first annual Loud Bitch Ball, but that’s enough for now.
Happy New Year Everyone and thanks for sticking around, don’t forget to follow me on TikTok where I will be posting MANY more weird wonderful, and loving videos about how weird my fucking life is.
I love you all, thank you for following, watching, and loving me back.
Sending all my love,
Devon J Hall, The Original Loud Mouth Brown Girl
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