From a weekend free of coffee but full of sunlight that led me wandering through Little Italy, Chinatown, and the edge of SoHo. From a weekend of movies and teas with milk. Of plans for spring-cleaning and site-seeing. Of a ritual trip to the library and a regular trip to the gym. Of great song pairings. Of time spent discovering the music of Patti Smith.
This too was a good weekend. I'm hopeful it'll keep getting better from here.