I went to bed at 1:00 – up at 6:00. It’s a surprise that I’m thinking so clearly. Sometimes I realize things about myself -this morning it is that I really enjoy pushing my limits.

As I drove down an empty Broadway street I passed the old gym that my dad use to go to. He would wake up at 4am to go play raquetball. He’d get to his office first and make coffee, go ever his day, etc. If he were around, I could ask him things big and small. I think that he would tell me to stop thinking about those things and enjoy the fact that I am here: alive and taking full advantage of each breath.