In my previous post - The great purge of 2021 - I outlined my purpose for this year. Like years previously, I have deleted all the posts I made for that year to start afresh.
I am a new person this year. I still have my old flaws, but I'm working on each of these. As this is a constant process, next year's me will be completely different from this year's me. This year's me is very different from last year's me. This means I feel the need to create a new introduction post.
My name is Darryn. I go by the name Loweded Wookie because of the need to find an online persona many moons ago. Since I got that name, I've loved and lost, got married, had a child, and bought a house. Of these, the house thing happened last year.
In the previous year, I discovered Hive (in fairness I was already on Steem in 2019), Publish0x, and read.cash. These gave me access to more cryptos, and all of them expanded my knowledge of how cryptos work. In this time, I also lost about $80NZD in a scam on Telegram that was the result of moronic design choices on the part of Atomic Wallet developers.
COVID saw us all face a world we thought would never happen again. My spirituality allowed me to ride it out, knowing full well that it was inevitable at some stage. It might be tied to other prophecies that will spell good things for all humanity. My spirituality took a knock but is slowly increasing and will ultimately prevail.
I turned 45 in October, and as a result, my doctors felt the need to turn me into a pincushion. I had to get a Tetanus/Diptheria/other stuff jab which I was okay with. I haven't had a Tetanus injection since I left school in 1993 and went working on a farm. Long overdue I suspect. But I also needed blood tests to see if I am healthy. Apparently, I've got high cholesterol and high triglycerides. Although, that did require two tests. The last time I had one of these tests, I was told off for fasting beforehand. This time I didn't fast, and it basically said I was going to die soon. It turns out the pie, coke, and sandwich I had put my triglycerides through the roof. All this led me to think a little more about my health, but I'm not fretting over it. I'm only slightly overweight, and even then, I don't believe BMI is a proper metric, so I don't really care what my doctor says. It doesn't mean I don't want to be healthier. It's something I'm going to work on this year in fact.
I have no idea what this year has in store for me, let alone you, the reader. Whatever it will be, it will be good, it will be horrible, and some of it will be scary. Whatever happens, happens. There will be nothing I nor anyone can do to change it. It's how we deal with it that determines if we grow or shrivel up. I plan on doing the former.
