I’m back. From Africa, Norway, New York and Portland - and finally landed on my toes in Vancouver two days ago. My return included bringing back Colleen - best friend and loaner of all things cashmere and more regularly, her apartment in Greenpoint. She makes the coffee, I cook the dinner. We both hate the rain, and we both love long walks while talking about boring shit. So that’s what we’ve done. Today, she’s off back to New York, I am back to too much work.
Ever listen to music and the song you’re listening to becomes your every inhalation and exhalation? You think: If my life was a movie, this song would be playing right now, in this exact moment…That’s what happened with “All of the lights” this morning.
I’ve got to clean my head house. There’s also so much fun and frivolous stuff to tell you (I went hiking in a beautiful park in Kenya, fell in love with springtime, met some amazing people, made the ultimate chicken salad, decided to get a dog (again)…tried Mad Men/fell asleep). I’ll get to it. But first…more coffee.
What’s the soundtrack to your life?
