After 33 years of avoiding Times Square, I have realized a dream…New Year’s Eve on Copacabana, which was voted the best party in the world. It was. Calm, peaceful, quiet…amongst 2,000,000 rain-soaked revelers. The most amazing thing was the morning after…completely clean. 370 tons of soaking-wet, ankle-deep garbage…disappeared.
I love living near the water. I love living in the water. It feels like it hasn’t stopped raining for the past 359 days. I have made peace with these raindrops.
The sun appeared today. Like a vision. Cool morning, clear skies.
Happy New Year!