philosophie.

perfect timing

After an evening of great tango, as I head into the subway on a Friday night in New York City, a crowd gathered up, encircled a performing group, and Beatle’s “Twist and Shout” filled the subway station.

It was such a pleasant surprise, and it felt so very soothing. Gosh I love New York!

This morning as I opened the curtain, a beautiful bluesky displayed itself. You know, today is eight degrees, feels like the first day of spring.

Everything seems to have the most perfect timing. :)

Life seems so beautiful.