Parts of that land
I've been taught to call "Australia" are burning right now. The few friends I have there are - to the best of my knowledge - safe and sound enough.
A person whose work I've admired from a distance for perhaps longer and further away than I should be is suffering lung troubles of his own anew there and still managing to get kind and helpful words out into the worlds from there as I type these words.I've been looking for work, shopping, sketching, fussing about my own health, fiddling with ideas for fonts to buy from
Comicraft's Annual New Year's Day Font Sale - it's on again now while it's still New Year's Day anywhere on Earth - and trying to stay in touch with other friends as well over the course of today. Depending on who you believe, today is either the last day of the decade...or we're still a year and a day away from that point. It's arguable, and that's alright.
The idea of New Year's resolutions seems wrong, so I won't do that. There's goals, desires that I have, yes. But it seems like asking for unearned and unwanted trouble to announce those in a ritual like that. So...no formal plans. If the opportunity comes up, I take the chance and see what happens.
I hope this new (Gregorian-calendar) year is kind to you all. I hope that you can be kind to this coming year in turn.
Good luck.
More on other stuff later, as it comes to mind...