It's been 1 year since we got married and this weekend we went away for a wonderful 24 hours, a suspension in responsibilities and routines. And I came home, took a shower, and answered a knock on the door to find a student that didn't realize we didn't have a lesson. They come from Queens, so.....
Life has a way of asking so much. How flexible should we be? On what level? How many points do I have to spend in a day, in an hour, in a minute?
The air was green, we lay in an open field by the river, watching a peregrine falcon circle above, ate pie and ice cream, had a nice dinner as the sunset on the Hudson River. This morning we woke up and enjoyed the breakfast part of our BnB, went for a long hike with lots of other suspiciously New York City people, and collapsed on a train ride home.
It doesn't matter what it is, what is done, how the time is spent. I feel so lucky to be able to spend it with this person.
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