15 June 2010


A gorgeous Tuesday morning is upon me in San Francisco. Early mornings are a treasured time. Everyone else here is still dreaming. When their slumber breaks, we all pile into one bed to start the day. We discuss plans for the day, dreams from last night and always, tsah would like to know details of the breakfast menu. Until then, I have a dark coffee, a view of the garden, and thoughts.

These morning minutes of silence are my meditation. A mind-clearing, focused period of me. And today, I have road tripping on the mind. We leave in two weeks, for our summer holiday. A late flight to New York, an overnight at a JFK airport hotel, a car service to Teterboro and finally on to Bridgehampton for a new kind of Fourth of July. And while that weekend may or may not be the high point of July, it is officially only the beginning.

25 days and 2500 miles of open road. God help us all.

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