In case you’ve been living under a rock, America has been in the news quite a lot these past couple of days. Because of Trump and his band of violent idiots, America’s image is at an all-time low. This post is not about all that, but how my image of America was formed as a young girl living in a third world country.
I don’t know if I can risk it to get overly excited for 2021. I just think about all the stuff that I wanted to do in 2020 and that wasn’t possible because of COVID-19 and I get sad. What if the same thing happens this year? Against my better judgement, I came up with a couple of goals for 2021 that I would like to achieve.