Grand Central Station, December 2019.
The year of perfect vision will arrive in a few hours... of course I wish everyone a sparkly new year, wrongs righted, sorrows subsided, art triumphant... my natural ebullience will surely reassert itself, and 2019 subside the way the sad years of 1973 & 1986 have... most of all I hope to hold my loved ones close, some good long hugs that remind us of our unbroken connections... I wish all of this for everyone... & a new president.
And in 2020 I plan to go back to blogging regularly. See ya on the other side!