This time last year I was happy.
I was seeing Handcuff Man*. I’d finally come out of a really dark period of grief after losing two people I loved. I had my Soup Mate Pro and was whipping up soupy joy night after night. Life was good.
Then life started to go to shit. Handcuff Man disappeared and broke my heart. Things got weird at work. My Soup Mate Pro died. I sent it back and got a replacement but that one just refused to work. It sat motionless on my bench beeping at me. Winter was bleak.