For everyone who's been through hardship this year, fuck 2016. May it never happen again. I've become an actual adult. Or rather, a tall child with a salary. But at least I've got that. I don't know what I'm going to do in 2017. The idea that I might be able to cook slightly nicer meals or learn something or other or go on some nice holidays does not excite me that much. I know they would improve my life somewhat, but aren't I supposed to be aiming higher than that? At what? The idea of being a comfortable but bored software developer for the rest of my life fills me with dread. I don't want this to sound like I'm complaining about my current position in life. I feel immensely grateful for what I have and I know that the vast bulk of it is not due to my own efforts but those of my family, the school I went to, my friends and luck. It's more that I feel unable to visualise where I want to go from here.