Looking back on 2022 two things really stood out: Everything seems to rush by. It seems like it was a very short year and I felt quite often rushed. I feel like I was super busy and achieved rather little. The second thing that seems to have dominated 22 was that I was sick. It feels like I was sick a whole lot of the year. In reality, I was sick exactly 3. But I was sick for the whole of June and parts of July and it took ages to recover. Then I was sick again end of the year, again it took me what felt like ages to recover (two weeks). Both these things actually brought me to the conclusion to take a step back and just have a holiday for the last 10 days of the year. I mostly ignored my phone, the only interaction with my laptop was to edit photos and I was only on social media to keep going with my Project 365. Literally posting the photo of the day and calling it a day. I did reach the goals I set for myself. BUT at the beginning of 2022, I did say how I am setting 3 quite simple goals and that I would rather make intentions and write down what I would like to prioritize during the year instead. So maybe it wasn't that huge of a feat. I did reach my reading goal of 200 books ( but that is my usual so not that special) and I did also finish my 365 Photo Project. I will talk about it a little later.My overall impression is however that I didn't manage to get very much done. When I was sick at the end of May I stopped my morning routine. No more sunrise walks, no more sketching in the morning, also no more study time. This also meant much less journaling and I didn't keep a bullet journal. For the first time in over 6 years, I just stopped doing my bullet journal- the result sadly meant I didn't really keep up with my routines and I was also less organized and my multitasking was rather questionable. Even after I recover I didn't manage to get back into my morning routine, and obviously, my evening routine, which was always my weak point was totally thrown out the window. I think this is a huge reason why I did feel more stressed and why I didn't get half as much done as I usually do. The feeling of being stressed a lot and not being able to keep up permeated many aspects of my life. I often found myself rushing somewhere or thinking I should be doing a million things. I feel like I got sidetracked and distracted a lot. Most importantly, I feel like there were far too few moments when I was fully in the moment. I found social media overwhelming and I stopped posting because I was overthinking as usual. Also, I found the trolls stressful. Instead of being inspired and connecting with others, I just felt stressed and alienated half the time, or I would get sucked into the vortex of random posts and then be stressed because I wasted time. Writing my stress-fest down like that makes it all look quite dire. But really I had many amazing moments. I went on 5 trips (not as many as I used to do before 2020 but I good amount). I spent a lot of time with my family. I got to see a lot of friends. Both were even more of a treat after two years of barely being able to see anyone. I made quite a few new friends. I got a bit lost with my work and what I wanted to do but found in all of the stressing very clear signs of what I really don't want to do. And with that a clear indication of where I want with my creative life and work. So ending the year in my beloved alps. Sipping coffee as I watched the sun rise over one of the snowy peaks I felt like I could finally breathe. And when took my pen and started journaling what came out was clarity. I was very clear on my goals for 2023 and how I want the rest of my life to look. So 2022 might be a year of haste for me, overall and in general but really it also ended up as a gateway to clarity. PS: As pomised I will talk about the 365 Photos in 2022 project a wee bit later (give me a few days)