Dreaming of . . . Television (and social expansion)

I’m missing New York this morning. Would love to roll out of bed, leave my apartment and sit in a coffee shop with my journal and a mug of joe. I know I’d see friends, maybe join a few to make music or write or paint or go for a walk in the park.

Television. Good for a New York mood and an (almost) full moon.

photo from the New York Times