It's 1388.

This is my first year as an orphan on Persian New Year. Although I'm super sad about this, I'm also very excited about forcing everyone around me to partake in what they will undoubtedly think is crazy behavior. For instance, Chahar Shanbeh Suri was on Wednesday night and 4 of us jumped over some fire in my living room chanting, "zardeeyeman az toh, soarqheh toh az man/give me your beautiful red color, and take back my sickly pallor." It brings good health in the new year.

Refer here for 1386 and here for 1387. Both include pretty good explanations and step by steps for how to get your shit together to have a proper New Year.

Eid Mobarak!

xo, sunny