I am in a quiet place.
It’s so loudly quiet, I almost cannot stand it. I live in NYC and it’s never quiet. I sleep next to fire trucks and loud drunk people. Oh wait, they are outside and I am inside. Right.
I am in LA now and it’s deafeningly quiet. I can hear the light on. Weird right – hearing a light’s "on-ness."
Anyway. Here I sit with myself. I have had a fascinating week and it’s only Wednesday. Well Thursday, technically. Fascinating because this week I have…
– realized I have a good investment instinct – been a baker – hugged a guy I just met after talking to him for four hours about his life dream and how he is living it – arose at 4AM. truly. – Been on 4 planes since Monday – Found myself engrossed in a book (Safran – see panel at left). LOVE this book. Not done yet but love it. HEavy boots, jose, postage stamps that taste like creme brulee. Read this book and be a nine year old child. – realized I am one month from being married (one month!) – learned I don’t want to be a baker but I may very well want to own a small gourmet food store – reaped the benefits of a free personal shopping service – spent time alone – learned I want to live in the pacific northwest. at some point – discovered an urge to have a child
There is more. My mind has been racing all week. I need to let it run. It’s only Wednesday.