Today after a long walk with my girl and the boys, I had a memory of the last time I’d been snowed in in Brooklyn. The reality of how far I’ve come, how hard I’ve hustled since then is heavy, but not in a cumbersome way. In a way that makes me close my eyes and smile. I am a remarkable human, and it’s only just beginning.
Five days down. Halfway mark for the juicing; eight days left of the official cleanse. Equinox around the corner. More life. Let’s go.