Normally I would start a post with some kind of dramatic story opening about what has been going on in my life, but honestly, my brain is too fried out to even try and come up with something. Besides, the entire world is more or less on the same playing field, in terms of global events happening. So many people said that 2020 was gonna be “the year.” I’ve never seen so many people who actually set goals for themselves and take all of the steps needed in order to reach them. Friends and family where taking big risks to not only push further in a career that they liked, but many were finally taking the big leap it take the chance at being happy doing what they like instead of being stuck at a dead-end 9-to-5.
And then the world decided to give a giant “fuck you” to everybody. From starting off the year with almost having another world war happen, forced to work during a global pandemic and seeing protests happen all over the world for #blacklivesmatter, I can safely and honestly say this:
2020 has been one fucked up roller-coaster of emotions, events, and movements of unparalleled proportions. Continue reading Don’t Worry, Luka isn’t dead
People always came to this city and expect to have the time of their lives—and they do. Everybody stares up at the neon and flashing lights as they walk up and down Broadway, through the dense crowds of tourists and residents, trying to find a show that isn’t already sold out for the next week. Well-known restaurants and eateries filled to the brim and waiting lines that wrapped around street corners, people stopping every few steps to take a photo of a street performer or musician playing requests, tourist bringing the flow to a halt of traffic because they don’t understand the basic rules of walking around in the city—these were all things that were common sights and a daily occurrence to anybody in the city.
Even with the sidewalks crowded with people, the streets themselves were often bumper to bumper with cars trying to get from one place to another. Whether it was a person’s personal car, a yellow cab that charged outrageous fees during rush hour, or even a ride-share with four other strangers in an attempt to save money, cars made up the concrete ocean of the city. A once loud but lively city was the greatest joy for anybody who walked along through the jungle of metal and glass skyscrapers.
And now… it went to sleep.