There's something poetic about people with my habits. I enjoy building the infrastructure for my new projects then leave it to rust, never finishing my work. Endless domain names bought, containers spun up, grand ideas jotted down, then little actually done to develop them.

The year draws to a close and I feel compelled to write a tedious end of year blog post.

The year wanes, winter's chill grips us, and the nights draw in — and the world feels as though it's entering a cold, dark, final night with it.

Finally, it's all soon to be over. Soon, fourteen years of Tory hegemony will be over. In this year when half the world's population will be voting in a national election, we'll finally be ending this chaos and returning our democracy to normal.

Last week I received a small bonus from work and immediately put it to the only reasonable purpose I could conceive — buying a silly device and installing Linux on it.

Street photography is my first love, the part of the art-form that finally grabbed my attention and drew me in after always losing interest in photography in the past — but I truthfully enjoy protest photography much more.

I attended the second National Rejoin March (NRM) a couple of weeks ago, having dusted off my old EU paraphernalia, stared at myself in the mirror, and mustered the energy to get back to the ultimately hopeless cause of protest.

It's probably a sick reflection of who I am as a person that while I'm too sick with COVID-19 to find much enjoyment in reading, playing games, or watching movies, that I do apparently find some in building out my blog.

Here I am enduring my fourth (and worst) bout of COVID-19, my brain barely functioning at all, and I've decided to restart my blog.