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Well, kind of. Via Twitter. And, I am in Baltimore. And, Enoch Pratt is an easy bike ride down the Maryland Avenue cycle track. And, it’s a lovely warm evening in April. And, Mick O’Shea’s Irish Pub is around the corner for a quick bite of chicken tinga tacos and a glass of wine (yes,…

Today was an absolutely amazing day. It was the first day in many many days that I was truly happy from the inside out. No external validation or stimuli required. My day included a varied range of activities – work and pleasure among them. Mostly alone. All interesting. Everything came naturally. And for that reason…

“If you can guess this singer, I’ll give you another bottle of that un-oaked chardonnay you ladies are enjoying so much…” Damn. It was the most un-Joan Baez Joan Baez song. I am now a Joan Baez expert. I will never lose another bottle of wine for lack of recognizing a Joan Baez tune.

Sipping a whiskey cocktail at the whiskey pub and talking to a few girlfriends about the latest shows we were watching. My contribution was tremendous, “Has anyone seen Sex Education? It’s about the sexual escapades and other happenings of a bunch of high school kids. It’s pretty entertaining. The lead adult actress – shit, what’s…

The Impressionist galleries at the Met are beyond, well, impressive. Painting after painting of the masters – Degas, Van Gough, Monet, Seurat – you name it. Literally, room after room of canvases! I loved them all. I was in heaven. I noticed, though, that there weren’t many women represented. I finally encountered a lovely painting…

It was raining. My work colleague and I were in Manhattan standing on the corner of 58th Street and 7th Avenue during rush hour trying to hail two cabs. He going one way. I another. He kindly gave me the first cab. I jumped in – said hi and where I was going – preoccupied…

We ran across the street in the rain, seeking shelter at the bar of an Italian restaurant. A work colleague and I, thirsty after two long and productive days of a team meeting. We each had 30 minutes to kill before carrying on with our respective evenings. The restaurant was old school Italian – just…

Well, we’ll float on, good news is on the way. Little did I know the full nature of the good news that was heading my way. Or how. Or when. I was committed to floating on, but good news? I listened to that song a hundred times over those few months – not sure the…

Today, while on an early morning neighborhood stroll, I came across a woman walking a very old, sweet, and slow moving Australian Shepherd type dog. I greeted the pair and, as I squatted down to pet the dog, the woman said, “Her name is Emmy-Lou.” “My name is Emmy-Lou!” I exclaimed with delight!. 😃

It’s a super hot Baltimore summer day. I’m sitting in the shade reading a book. Even at 6pm, and out from under the direct sun, it’s sweltering. This makes my glass of rose refreshing. The accompanying glass of ice water even moreso.  Yet, I feel somehow unmoored. The condensation below the glass is pooling on…