I’ve written before about being a morning person. Now that I’m living downtown in Manhattan and need to get about 80 blocks uptown every morning to meet my carpool, morning has taken on a whole new meaning. Today was particularly early because, as the only member of a four-person carpool who doesn’t own a vehicle, I provide coffee or pastries once a week. Fair trade, right? Fuel comes in different forms! Last night was Back to School Night, so our coffee is especially important this morning.
But early mornings are alright, really. Today the sky over the East River looked like this:
Have a great day!