Rekindling the romance

New York and I got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. I was tired, decided to take the day off (what's the point of being disciplined if you can't cheat?), but then got stuck trying to decide what to do. Too many options. Just plain too much for my little brain capacities after another bad night.

Managed to get myself out of the house, and wandered through the village. The best goat cheese salad EVER and a coffee later, I was feeling a bit better.

Up until then, it had been a dreary day. Suddenly though, when I came out of the coffee shop, here was the sun (sing along if you want). So I walked, along the Hudson, and remembered why I love this city.

We're all good again.