I braved the cold today. I had such a craving for beef over rice from May Wah Pork Chop Fast Food. So, I trekked, in 30 degree weather, from Brooklyn to Wall Street (I had to make a quick stop). From there I headed to Chinatown. The walk did my body good. As I wandered down Canal and various side streets, it hit me: I'm never going to get tired of this town! Although this was a casual, and not working adventure (I left my vintage 35mm at home), I couldn't resist taking this picture. It reminded me of my raven-haired Mocha and my friend Debbie's, snowy Honey. Both kitties are, twin-souled, in our hearts.
I'm so far from home but I don't mind it, really. Rediscovery is now one of my best friends. Dreams, ideas, and hopes that I thought died a lifetime ago wake me up each morning. They urge me to aim higher, live bolder, fuller, fearlessly, and have no regrets. My first semester finished successfully. Now, I'm getting in the swing of things. I spend my days in meditation, spouting affirmations, and in prayer. And it's helping. I live each day in gratitude and humility. I thank God, daily, for this opportunity!
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