You have a shiny, bright New Year looking you in the face and it's saying, "Hello."
What's even more, it's saying, "I'm full of possibilities! You want to take a bite out of me, and nibble around the edges while you dream up your next greatest idea? Next project? That thing you have half glued in the basement? Your memoir?"
I hope you finish it, even if I don't see you for a while. But if I do, know that I care, I won't make fun of you. At least in a very mean way.
I'm like you. Trying to get that thing finished.
Tootles.
