Peace, Walk, Now: Hello

Here it is. The time is now. Now is the time. This is it. Here we go…

Today I am grateful that I don’t have to write a whole book to offer readers. It’s already written (more or less).

I didn’t go out for NYE and sat in the house all day New Year’s Day. I felt a sense of relief about not having to clean my house. It was already clean(ish). There’s always Saturday and Sunday to do more (as needed).

I had a ticket to see a comedy show with a friend NYE, but my friend had to work late and I didn’t feel like going by myself. (Sometimes I do, sometimes I don’t.) I was okay staying in and going to bed early. My neighbor texted me after midnight to say “Happy New Year” and invited me over. It would have been fun to pop in and say ‘hello,’ but I was happy to stay in bed.

I didn’t feel like I was missing out. I had an outfit picked out for the night and had planned to “make an effort” to go out and celebrate, but I felt a sense of relief that I didn’t have to make an effort to celebrate anymore. I am celebrating. This is my celebration. Being here.

Now.

On New Year’s Day—today—I woke up and went on a walk. I can do this now—on the first day of January—because I don’t live in a frozen land anymore, where temperatures of ten degrees Fahrenheit are the norm this time of year.

Now I live in Sacramento. California.

I left Anchorage, Alaska last August. Sacramento is the new “Anchorage,” as far as I’m concerned. I’ve heard others (okay one person) say the same thing. I’m running with it. Actually, I’m anchoring it…

So here it is. The time is now. This is the time. Let us begin…