this is something of a love letter to new year’s, my favorite holiday. it’s something of a call from the doorframe of the home i call myself. me yelling out, telling me to come home. it is an act of honoring and remembrance to all of the dreams and fantasies, the visions of my life at this point it time, that I had when I was just a child.
reading this in the office - thank you for sharing your energy.
I love u