Most work days I transition abrubtly between an environment of intensely creative high-vibing females during the day to males of the same ilk at night–lots of them. But now and then, I arrive home on a quiet, warm, beautiful night and……everyone is out: soccer, school, hiking, movies, work AND–I can take a deep breath, relax and take in a rare moment of peace—-north and south on the Hudson River—all is calm and quiet (before the storm?).
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