I think about posting here about 20 times more than I do.  I put so much pressure on myself to write about great things or be eloquent.  I need to relax and let go of what I think is expected of me.  (This is a huge life lesson for me).  Today I’m going to write about things that make my life interesting and my days colorful:

1. Last night someone set off some fireworks in the middle of the street.  I don’t know why, but it caught me off guard that it made me so happy.  In the past, I might have spent time wondering who did it or if it was unsafe.  All I kept thinking was – I’m loving this moment.
2. The other day I saw a small kitten on the walk to the gym.  It didn’t have any eyes.  It was really upsetting because I realized that someone wasn’t keeping him on purpose and that he was going to die.  I rang the doorbells of three houses nearby and asked someone on the street and no one knew who the kitty belonged to.
3. I had a really lovely talk with my upstairs neighbor this morning.  She’s lived in NYC for over two years and has had a very similar experience as me.  Everything here seems more intense.  People work harder, play harder and then collapse.  She was saying that the people who live here seem adjusted to and have normalized this way of life.  People who aren’t from here can’t understand when she tries to describe it.  In thinking about it, that’s probably true for a lot of places, but for some reason it feels so much more exaggerated here.
4. One thing that I love about Bunk and I is that we both get very excited about treats.  On the little trip after our wedding, we were driving and saw a sign for saltwater taffy.  We both knew that we needed to turn the car around and search for the store.  When we arrived, we both put every single flavor we liked into the bag.  You can see what we ended up with.  Yum.