January 6

I am desperately trying to stay connected, alive, to find something amazing in this new world … It was so easy in Manhattan, all I had to do was step out on the back porch and look up at the Empire State Building and I instantly felt plugged in – it was a lazy connection I admit but that was part of the bargain … living in that tiny charming space in the far west village and paying more than any reasonable person in the free world would have ever imagined … but there was that indescribable satisfaction that I frequently acknowledged … about how wonderful it felt to be just there in that place .. . I remember one summer night in particular, sitting back and singing to myself, “If I could close my eyes and imagine a perfect world, it would look just like this, and it would feel just like this, and life would go on like this, everywhere, all the time.”