Happy New Year!

Congratulations everyone on reaching a new opportunity for improving life. I hope and predict 2025 will be a banner year for all of us.

I have "brat" dreams for the new year. (If you don't know what brat means, click on it.)

It's valuable to have dreams: they can be targets to aim at. Perhaps we achieve them, perhaps not but their existence helps us orient effort.

Currently I have three dreams in my heart. The extent to which I realize them will depend on several external factors like generosity from the Crypto Gods. The more resources I receive, the stronger my ability to build these environments.

My close friends (like you!) know of my oldest, most precious dream: to create a safe, private space for living authentically. A "home" where I can wear dresses and bright red polish on my fingernails. A space where I can engage in various feminine activities like chatting with girlfriends over hot tea and watching rom-coms. Privacy shields us from ignorant hate (triggered by my mere existence). In public I can, for example, be attacked or even jailed for using the "wrong" bathroom. Life for transgender folk has gotten dramatically worse during the past decade.

A second dream is to build a private art museum. A place to display my growing collection of fine art. I've got the beginning of that assembly: numerous objects of world-class art. I hope to spend over $1 Million rounding out the collection. In addition to the art collection I want to display a group of objects having deep sentimental and personal meaning to me, like the first and last motorcycles I owned. And results of projects I completed, like a handmade 1950s-style cocktail dress designed collaboratively by my seamstress friend Aimee and me. It fits me like a glove, shimmers and excites me in all the right ways. I keep it on a dress-form stand and want to exhibit it like art.

My final dream is odd: a personal drag-race track. My visual impairments prevent me from driving or riding a motorcycle on the street or a racetrack because I can only see forward with narrow view. (My vision is like looking through a dirty submarine periscope.) I realized, however, that I can still operate a race-car or motorcycle in a straight line if there were no intersections or risks coming from outside my view. A drag-race strip! On one I could twist the throttle and let 'er rip. Get my motorcycle up to 140 mph. There are also non-street-legal race-cars that appeal to me which I could hurl down the strip with much enthusiasm. Right next to the track I'll build a large garage both for storing vehicles and hosting parties. Decorated with moto-sports memorabilia the space will house a kitchen, open bar, couches and items for entertaining. Come watch the races at Ally's Garage!

What dreams do you have for 2025 and beyond?