Pass me the New Year, Gandalf

Happy new year.

Be merry and be drunk.

Eat, sleep, take a good long shit.

Bathe, scent your skin and let the past shed away.

Call your friends, ignore your family, listen to your favourite records.

And take many many pictures, to share it with total strangers.

2004 looms heavy and blank, egging your megalomania on.

You may write what you wish. You may create.

Those lonely days are over.

You have someone again.

This? Nonsense.

But honest.

Amen.