This is a funny thing, the last, the first, the end, the beginning. I am fascinated at how I observe knowing it's the last, the first, the end and so on. And today is my last day with my daughter, my last meal in a fav restaurant, my last meditation with Sharon Salzberg, my last moments in this apartment. I am blessed. The weather is good (thank you to global warming), in fact, too good of course. 60's for the end of November is much much too warm.
Pics and stories I wish I had written to come.