Sadly, we now live in such lonely and impersonal times that it has become too invasive of our time and privacy to dedicate a message to only one person. Instead we choose to ironically broadcast our most sincere thoughts and wishes to a network of "friends" or even a blog of anonymous readers who have no intentions of ever expressing any empathy, even the most empathetic, in times like this.
This year, I snail mailed my wishes to the very residencies of a selection of family and friends.
I wish 2012 and the years to follow, connect us better!
PS. A Parisian street wall reads: "Time is an invention by people incapable of loving".
I wish 2012 and the years to follow, connect us better!
PS. A Parisian street wall reads: "Time is an invention by people incapable of loving".
