What a rush: From Alaska and the mountains to Tucson and the desert to Philadelphia and big-city life. Oddly, I’m enjoying it here, even though I am not a city person. Still, it’s different, it’s exotic, and running along the river the other evening and seeing the city skyline reflected with the pink hues of sunset brought tears to my eyes. There’s beauty everywhere, people. I just need to remember to appreciate it when I see it.

P.S. I’m reading the best memoir, “Kabul Beauty School” by Deborah Rodriguez. I highly, highly recommend.