Manigong Bagong Taon!
New Year in our area has not been much fun compared to the Philippines. Of course, it's a lot less dangerous, what with the Pinoys' love for firecrackers and the like leading to incomplete limbs and sometimes, life. However, I still miss all the New Year noise, even the superstitions. I remember wearing t-shirts with polka dots, jumping up and down, putting coins in my pockets, tying a bunch of grapes on the top doorframe, and placing a tray full of fruits (better kung 'bilog') on the table. I even miss the 'torotot.' Maybe next New Year, I'll be back home in 'Pinas.
EDIT: Found this message from Neil Gaiman:
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 to forget 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.
Sigh. What a guy.
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