do not pass go

Spring: fever: after fearing it and wanting to be nowhere nearing it, I am dying to be on the move again. There, I said it. Outside, there is thunder, and every dog in the city is restless. I am, too.

Tonight, I worked a desk shift at a friend’s newly opened yoga studio, Urban Lotus, in an enormous loft at Chicago and Sacramento. (All classes free there for the whole month of May, BTW.) The light up on the second floor was so beautiful, it reminded me of Ashland, Oregon – doing yoga down on A Street with the mountains watching on either side.

It’s amazing how a simple thing like walking up a flight of stairs can change your vision. Sometimes we all need to just change the location of the scene we are playing.