friday, there was a walk that turned into a run. now that’s something. i couldn’t resist. it felt good great. ignored the time & kept running. which turned into wet hair tied back & a taxi ride to the office. still 15 minutes late. & yet a solid 20 hours early for next week. so many hours logged in an overly priced herman miller. there was a break today. 3 hours: a slow cruise through the square with a few stops for project baby gift & lunch at my favorite spot. vegetable noodle soup - hold the cilantro. they tried. but not hard enough. i recovered, eventually. a quick scan of my inbox, posted a package, cleared this week’s residue of post it notes, pens & paperclips off my desk & i was out. to wholefood for stocking up. 15 oranges should do it. last week i killed 12 without blinking. must be the lack of sunshine but this time every year it’s oranges & more oranges. i rarely leave home without 1 or 2 in my bag. home now. exhale. a quick chat with my father. tulips cut & arranged. tea, juice with grated ginger & a stack of reading. good night. xo