So, a lot of you might be wondering what happened to me during 2020. Lemme make a summary. Just before the end of 2019, I was fired from my retail job. It was a few weeks before Christmas. I spent January and February of 2020 just trying to wind down and enjoy the fact I wasn't working at a place I hated anymore.

Then March through July was me trying to stay afloat, which I did thanks to the help of some friends, and trying to find a new full-time job, since I was having trouble keeping myself motivated to draw.

Then about halfway through August, I got hired in directly at a Whirlpool plant near where I live. And I've been employed there since, on the night shift. That's kept me from doing any further drawing work, or even writing work that I've been trying to do over the past year.

But now it's the end of 2020, and looking back, I was lucky. I didn't have to deal with going out and being social while worrying about the Coronavirus lurking around the corner. Hell, I never caught the damn thing. I managed to stay afloat, not succumbing to debt collectors or my own depression, which reared its ugly head many times during the isolation. And now, I have a job that's paying me better than I've ever been paid, and I have benefits along with it. I was able to be home for the holidays for the first time in what felt like years, and I didn't have to worry about things like Black Friday's insanity. (Shout out to all you retail workers and fast food makers who did, you people are real champs and deserve double pay during those insane hours.)

And now? I can look forward to 2021 with a bit of a lighter step in my heart. Sure, I still need to work out a drawing and writing schedule, but I'm getting back into things. Feels good.

Yours,

SoraWolf7