In Times Like These I Turn to:

my best friend and confidant who is 250 miles away, my local girls that understand what I'm saying even when I'm not talking

staying busy, not watching the clock

singing in the street, skipping down the sidewalk, humming on the elevator

hour long lunches, sweedish fish

long and deep conversations with my favorite man on planet earth (after my dad) that remind me of better times, true love and honesty

jewel, kelly and channel 30

fantasy trip planning, fantasy house shopping

actual trip planning

the treadmill, the spin bike, the elliptical

dance divas II

movies, repeats of my favorite shows on DVR, OnDemand Sex and the City

flipping and flipping and flipping through the pages of my past favorite Print annuals, west elm and ikea catalogs

cracking the spine of a new book, one that requires no thinking

B&N twenty minutes before it closes

prose

green tea

cooking dinner while listening to music from the 90s

plum toenails and a massage chair

talk radio, following the news very closely, more talk radio, more NPR, more voices