At the start of each year, I often find myself revisiting the things I created at the beginning of previous years. In these reflections, I see echoes—glimpses of what is to come and traces of what still lingers in the present.
At the start of each year, I often find myself revisiting the things I created at the beginning of previous years. In these reflections, I see echoes—glimpses of what is to come and traces of what still lingers in the present.