Every once and a while I have a moment of clarity and everything just feels o.k. Right now, I am sitting on the floor of our new and very empty apartment. I am staring up at the blue sky from the dining room floor. Toby is across from me leaning against the wall. He is also on the floor. I only just now allowed myself to understand how lucky I am.
It’s quite lovely, sitting here with nothing. We have no stuff and there is no easy way to sit down. But we can see nearly all of Manhattan from our kitchen window. And Manhattan has a lot of stuff. This I know in my head. It’s delivered to me by sound.
I am happy. Even tho it’s dusk and dusk has always brought me down from heights morning took me earlier.