Someone I greatly admired passed away early this morning. My thoughts are with his whole family today...
I feel rather hollow.
I keep reading and re-reading this quote from Neil Gaiman my best friend posted:
"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 forget to 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."
I feel the urge to sing and draw and create. And to hug everyone I know and care about.
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