Last morning, as I extended my morning beyond 3 AM kneading together another loaf of bread, YouTube Music gave me a heads up that it had a playlist rendered for me: Spring Recap '23

It is a bit more varied than the adventure that was Winter Recap '23, although I gotta tell ya, with this beard I started on May 15, I'll be joining a band of Dwarves for adventuring through this winter.

I am reminded how this spring did not reflect the promise of winter. Don't get me wrong, there was some good stuff in there—the move and everything. But, it really falls flat from the story I want to tell.

To some extent, the way I set aside my New Year's resolutions list may explain my discontent.

Back in May, I chose to bring to the forefront what I want this year to achieve, like the elusive Yeard, an all-out, societal-dictates-be-damned approach to who I was meant to be. On that day as I did for New Year's Eve, I shaved both face and scalp to begin again. Everything with me is symbolic; I check the mail and it's dripping with subtext. So it was on that day.

I have reworked my New Year's Resolutions: Destination '23 for a July kickoff. I've got my teeth sunk in those, don't I? Or, a Rick Astley fascination!