It’s that time of year when I take a step back and look at what actually happened over the last twelve months.
Going into 2025, I fully intended to blog more consistently. In reality, that consistency only really showed up in the last four months — and if I’m being completely honest, it’s mostly been the last two.
And yet, despite that slow restart, this blog saw more life this year than I expected.
This wasn’t a year of volume. It was a year of re-entry.
After long stretches of relative quiet, 2025 became about finding my rhythm again — figuring out what I still wanted to write about, what felt forced, and what I kept coming back to even when no one was asking for it. Writing sorta stopped being something I planned to do and slowly became something I did again.
