One of the happy byproducts of focusing less on stuff and more on experiences is, well, the experiences. I’m so incredibly blessed to be spending a few days in NYC with friends. Stephen is holding down the fort while I bunk up with one of my best friends, go see a few shows on Broadway, eat amazing food, daydream about what it must be like to live in Manhattan and rest in between.
I love NYC. I love the hustle and bustle, the creativity and eccentricity of it. Yesterday after the flight from Dallas, my back was unhappy so I took a nap while my friend took a bath. Then we headed out to see Denzel Washington in A Raisin in the Sun. It was so incredibly powerful and moving and the acting was brilliant. I went into it not knowing a thing about it. But I loved it. And am so happy I was able to see it. It was definitely one of those once in a lifetime type of experiences.
After a quick bite to eat, we headed back to the hotel. We both slept until 11 this morning. She’s my kind of travel partner. I love that she’s totally ok with me resting when I need to. And I need to. Some might think I’m crazy for coming to NYC only to spend half the day in bed, but you do what you’ve gotta do, you know? Injury or a chronic health condition doesn’t mean you shouldn’t try to live life to the fullest to the extent you are able.
And getting away from your everyday routine gives you some perspective. I’ve been mulling over ways to approach the remaining stuff in our home and I have no doubt that by the time I get back to Dallas, rested and rejuvenated, the best way to tackle it all will have made its way to the surface.