It snowed today. If it snowed two months ago, I would apologetically tiptoe around the workers pushing snow off the sidewalk’s edge to clear a path. Today, I put on a pair of gum boots and shoveled a massive driveway while the plow gets repaired. That was after I fed the horses, llama, alpacas, pigs, chickens, ducks, goats, sheep and donkeys.

I spoke to someone today about how in New York City, there’s no slowing down. That’s actually one of the things I love about it. But more than anything, I believe in maintaining a healthy balance of quick and pause. I didn’t leave the city because I was upset with her. On the contrary, if it wasn’t for my beloved island of Manhattan, I wouldn’t be exactly where I am right now.

And where I am is wonderful

I registered a new domain today (more details to come) where I’m going to blog about where I am and the pieces of world that contribute to the stunning vibe and paradise that create it. It’s still in the works, but I’m pretty excited.

I opened my book with one hand over my eyes. There’s a lot of editing to come next. I drove to the shops for an extra bag of coffee and a few hot chocolate packs to help me out with that over the coming weeks.

As someone who thrives in either complete chaos or utter solitude, the solitude of where I am is seeping through and warming my words.