Sifting Through a Long Summer of ’22: Glitches, Rip-offs, and Moving Forward
I survived it. That’s how I feel about the summer of ’22. A bit dramatic, I realize. And there was nothing life threatening going on. There just wasn’t much good going on. Toasting summer farewell with my buddy John was a highlight of the season. (A different John than the one mentioned in the post.) For the first time in a while, I didn’t get to go down the shore for a vacation. Certainly, many people don’t get a beach vacation, and I was fortunate to have a few in recent years. But the reason I couldn’t go this year was disability related, which is always frustrating. Between my mobility level and my mom and John getting older, it’s become too difficult for me to go down with them. This year, things just didn’t work out with my brother’s schedule. I also spent the summer with no sound on my computer. Some time in the spring, I finally asked my mom to help me take down a multi-picture frame from above my desk that needed some updating and to flip-flop the positions of the computer tow