Reflection

Ten years ago on this date, I was a high school junior at Morris Central School located in upstate New York. My class was in the middle of a social studies lesson that morning. I can still picture the classroom, and the befuddled look on the teacher's face as he reacted to whatever it was -- the telephone call or announcement or the person knocking at the door -- that caused him to turn on the TV at the back of the room around 9 a.m.

The Sleepy Hollow Edition, Part I

Today, unpacked and as "settled in" as I can be for the moment, with a slightly nightmarish moving day behind me, I was itching to get out and see the town. Not to mention sample yoga studios, check out the library, find some friends to run with/drink with, etc. ...

My new apartment is .7 miles from the Hudson River, just north of the Tappan Zee Bridge, and most of all, I am dying to go for an exploratory run in the riverside park I discovered there today. Fabulous views are in store for the lucky runner who gets her arse out of bed in time for a sunrise run! (Yeah, right.)