On New Year’s Eve, I met a wise and wildly Italian woman who reminded me of an early life lesson learned.
She looked me straight in the eyes and implored, “It’s like that everywhere and in anyone you might meet. Do you understand what I mean?”
I nodded.
It’s been a while now, but I still believe in signs.
:: ciesta time in mexico ::
Early in the movie Sex and the City, there’s a scene where Carrie and Big are in bed together. They’re reading and sharing reading glasses. It’s a portrait of sweetness that embraces age and intimacy.
One of my many favorite moments with Babe, is laying next to him reading. Sometimes I’ll have a book of my own. Most of the times, I just enjoy laying next to him with my head on his chest. When you’re that close and comfortable with someone, it’s truly special.
gansevoort south beachfront, miami
Unless there’s snow, ski slopes, and a fireplace involved, winter is just not one of my favorite seasons. So to escape the nineteen degree December blues in New York, I treated my seasonal affective disorder (SAD) with a weekend of natural sunlight in Miami. We evolved under the sun, and it’s only natural that some fresh sunlight, air and ocean can make any day better.
