Wednesday, February 01, 2006


I've been thinking about how disconnected I've become to my neighborhood in the last month or two. Maybe it's the holidays that threw me off.

Waiting for the M8 bus to take me across the Village, my mind is so absorbed lately in work, family issues, and a manuscript that floats in limbo.

I woke up this morning at 4 a.m. and couldn't fall back to sleep. I must have woken my son because moments later he asked me in a faint voice to come cuddle with him. As soon as I slipped into his little bed, he fell fast asleep.

It felt good to be useful. To be able to soothe him even though I felt anxious. Soon I fell asleep too. My child is such a blessing to me.

It's beautiful out today. In the high 30's, sunny and clear. Time to get back in the saddle and ride my ancient red bike around the neighborhood as I run errands.


Milliner's Dream, a woman of many "hats"... said...

Ah. *Sigh* One of my dreams to get back to NYC someday.

I love those moments with our be "useful". It doesn't have to be big. Just loving.


ellesu said...

I so enjoy reading your blog. Your writing puts a smile on my face. :)

Dr. Deb said...

You are probably more useful than you know....but I understand how purpose and connection make a person feel alive.

Love the red bike!

east village idiot said...

Hannah - If you come to NYC you better darn tell me!

ellesu - thank you for your kind words. they really made my day. I can't stop thinking 120 day to hurrican you indicated on your blog! holy moses.

dr.deb- you put it beautifully. purpose and connection do indeed make a person feel alive.