Searching...

Today is one of those days where I feel like I have A.D.D. I start thinking about one thing, which leads to something else, which leads to another, and it continues until I freeze, totally forgetting what it was I had set out to do. Somehow I got searching for an old photography project from college, which I thought I had backed up on Snapfish. Turns out, not so much. This will no doubt be a project for when I get home tonight...if I can find it.

Anyway, I came across this, which is actually from the project I was looking for, just seems to be the ONLY image I uploaded. This is from back when people used film in cameras. Remember film? Ha. 

The Frayed Knot

Schnackenberg's Luncheonette

With nothing to do on a Saturday afternoon, I headed uptown to the Hoboken Historical Museum, where I learned that Tootsie Rolls used to be made in town. Then I grabbed lunch at this great little throwback luncheonette at 11th and Washington. 

Sunday, March 20, 2011

March 18, 2011

It reached 74 degrees today—the first really warm day of daylight saving time. I sat on my fire escape, drinking hot chocolate, and reading a chapter out of my latest purchase, "The Wisdom of No Escape." Something was welling up inside of me.

Tomorrow is exactly one month since I hit absolute bottom. One month since rebuilding myself became my focus and yoga became my daily ritual. One month—but I can still see the scars.

I watched the sun sink behind the buildings on Park and sat a little tighter as a chill began to pass through the air. I took a breath and realized that what I was feeling was hope—something I believed one month ago I would never feel again. I was content, I was calm and I was hopeful.

I smiled, knowing that in that one moment, I was okay.