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The Shandaken Inn

August 16, 2020

Socially distanced snapshots from my stay at the Shandaken Inn in upstate New York. The smell of summer rain is comforting here. The Shandaken Inn is one of those places where it is necessary to leave room for leisure. It was definitely a challenge to not look at the clock during my stay, but I did it. It’s crazy how restricted life can feel because of how much that time’s passing takes ahold of us. I’m working really hard to take the weight of time off my shoulders more often these days. It’s an amazing feeling when you actually accomplish that. One of the highlights of our stay was the amazing breakfast to start off each morning with. So hearty, which is great for a day full of hikes and swimming. The inn is super close to a few really great hikes that we never got to do yet, so that was nice. And speaking of swimming, I fully took advantage of the inn’s pool. Backyard pools were a part of my west coast suburban upbringing; something that was lost as soon as I moved to the east coast. Now, I’ll take every rare chance for a nostalgic dip. The inn is quite small (only 15 rooms), which means no overcrowding, and is perfect when you want some moments to yourself. It was extremely peaceful here and that is what I loved the most. No city construction. No subways running over metal tracks. No hecticness or pressure. Just the buzzing of insects, chirping of birds and those distinct nature sounds that you oftentimes forget what they sound like after too much time in a big city. We ended our days simply, usually to the sound of rainfall and with a delicious meal. A glass of wine to pour back up in our rook to sip while we watched the latest season of Curb Your Enthusiasm. And then we would heavily fall asleep. 

Thank you Shandaken Inn for providing us with a little getaway from New York City. It was splendid and much needed. 

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These Jeans Were Made for . . .

August 14, 2020

House of Sunny jeans

These jeans were made with a denim wash technology that uses 90% less water than the average pair of jeans. Very cool. And they fit so nicely. Usually, I’m not into a crop jean, but for some reason I love where this pair hits above my ankles. I think the crop, paired with the print, feels extra summertime. Putting them on is like stepping into a far away vacation, which is exactly what where I want my mind to be right now even if I physically cannot. 

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A Dramatic Interpretation

August 14, 2020

Here is a very dramatic interpretation of a hot and humid summer day in the city. The only thing left to do this day was find some shade and roll around in it because it was too hot to do anything else. Not that wearing gloves during this time of the year makes any sense, but what makes any sense at all these days anyways, huh? Nothing has truly made sense since March. Last February, I never thought the world would be where it is now. 2020 started off as a positive extension of 2019, which felt like a successful, productive, happy and loving year, and I only expected 2020 to be that but even more. But looking back now, there was a lot more about 2019 that I can only see now. It was fast-paced but exhausting. As soon as I stopped doing one thing, I started doing something new without a breathe before diving into it. It wasn’t until I started breathing in-between steps today, that I can look book and notice where I didn’t before. And this has brought me to realize so much more about myself that maybe I never would have had before if the world didn’t face a crisis. Deep down inside I have a pang that everything happens for some sort of reason. Or at least, I am trying to find my own meaning of it all to help me navigate the empty space that seems to endlessly lie in front of me. Trying to find something tangible. This grass below me that I am lying on? I felt its tangibility in the moment, it’s living and breathing realness, and that was all that I allowed to matter to me then and there . That feeling is what I painted on my empty space of white paper that was filling up my head. I will continue to sense out these tangibilities that I face and bring them to life internally, externally, and in any way that I can because it is helping me feel hopeful. 2020 has been full of unpredictable drama that has left me speechless sometimes, but where other times I am left with all the words in the world. The days I have words to express, are the days I find healing. 

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