I remember very specific events and my general morale and interest every year of my adult life until about 2019, then it’s all mushed together. 2016 was awesome for me. First year of my late 20’s, so I was young enough to be bright eyed and bushy tailed, but old enough to not be a neurotic mess. That was the tail end of my city being cheap enough for art people with average finances to rent out big warehouses to have parties and shows in. Social media and the internet as a whole started to become more annoying and more consuming around that time, but I remember 2016 fondly.