When I started recording this scrapbook, I never guessed that I would land in France on Leap Day. Before going across the Atlantic, we get a little taste of New York and Miami. I spend most of the time writing in hermit mode, but it’s always good to have a change of scenery when you leave the mental cave.
We stay in New York totally alone for the first time (no dog, no bf, no bff, just me and the pigeons on the window sill). Wherever I go, I take myself for morning walks and I’m finding a lot of delight in taking you with me.
As always, something for the visual learners:
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