You remember that thing where I try to motivate myself to write about a trip by saying to myself “I won’t write about anything new until I finish writing about this trip”? Yeah, remind me never to do that again.
I fully intend to go back and finish that bit off at some point, along with a lot of other misadventures in between then and now, but all that putting an arbitrary brake on my writing seems to do is make me stop writing, which seems to be akin to throwing out a whole lot of baby and very little bathwater.
So to quickly bring things up to date for the past several years… I crashed the bike, moved house, got promoted, moved house again, turned 30, bought another bike, got a nephew, moved house again, got a niece, started not-dating and then dating an old girlfriend, went to Coral Bay, got promoted again, went to Singapore, proposed, got engaged, got married, moved house, got another nephew, went to Rottnest, left old job for a new one… and that mostly brings us up to date. Oh, I also now have a step-rabbit as part of the marriage deal.