Arrived in the North West Friday afternoon... greeted by sun.
Unpacked the moving truck into storage. Ate well. Slept 11+ hours.
Rode a moped for the first time. It hasn't really set in that I left NYC.
Feel like I'm on vacation. Guess I'll milk that feeling for a few more days before I have to dive into the realities of relocating/uprooting after 7 years in NYC.
This painting is speaking to me today.
Pablo Picasso, Garcon a la Pipe