Walking on my treadmill daily, I have made a practice of reading while I walk. I am currently reading my own memoir, Floor Sample. I'm hoping to see what I can learn from reviewing my life as one long, narrative thread. I'm currently in a sad section-- my divorce from Mark Bryan. It strikes me that what was good about it was very good, and what was bad about it was very bad. In the book, I am living alone.

I say the same prayers for guidance today as I did then-- and believe that I am guided-- at least a snippet at a time.