Saturday

Slow

Almost 10:00 here. Its been one of those slow days, the kind where even a minute passing seems like an eternity. I went for a walk today, it was after a run and before the swimming. I sat out on the dock of some mountain lake, my head bent low to the water my breath causing the fish to fear..

If I had 72 Hours Left..

What would I do? How would I spend it? I’d fly back to New York and ask my family for something simple: let’s celebrate Christmas together. ...