Happy home

This is how I know I live in exactly the right place for me.

This morning I sat on a bench on the waterfront promenade a block from my home and had a cup of coffee. The Manhattan skyline was crystal clear, the breeze refreshing, the atmosphere quiet.

And my very first thought when I sat down was, "This is perfect. It's heaven. I can't believe I live here." I just kept thinking that. I was awed.

Sometimes you just know. Even after nearly seven years.