One of my favorite things about returning home for Thanksgiving is the bus ride from New York to Rhode Island. Life moves so quickly here in the city, and it's become too easy to stay in constant motion, a state of perpetual exhaustion. To enjoy four uninterrupted hours with nothing else to do but listen to my headphones and let my mind wander as I watch the world go by outside almost feels like a guilty pleasure. Truthfully however, it is in those hours that I am able to come up with my best ideas, when music and landscape directs my thoughts, and I see and hear things in a way I am not able to when I am rushing around the city, my mind always 10 steps ahead of my feet.
This Thanksgiving was everything it should be, full of family, friends and good food. I feel so grateful for all the amazing people who I am surrounded with, and am constantly overwhelmed by their generosity and kindness. I am so appreciative of the time I've had this week to sit and think, to let my mind wander to places it doesn't explore in the city. How can I recreate this feeling year-round?
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