May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you're wonderful, and don't forget to make some art -- write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.
I will be doing a "quick-visit0-everyone-i-won't-see-for-awhile-cause-i'm-employed" trip next week... new york new york (plus po-town) here i come. can/should/shouldn't/must i visit you? please tell me.