I wish I had more time in the morning to sit and enjoy the sun. But when I (rarely) wake early, I just end up heading into the office early, impatient to get to the end of the day.

I’ve been contemplating cities. I’ve always liked the idea of roots, but this lovely little plant has none and seems to be fine. I have too much Stuff to be truly portable, and the idea of a move is just dreadful. South where its hot all the time? North where its cold? The middle of the country where its land locked and distant? West where its expensive? When faced with too many questions I end up hunkering in, which isn’t very productive. Perhaps a good spring cleaning will help me clear my head.