This week was a long one, as busy and swirling as the polar vortex that hovered over most of the country. We somehow moved out of January and into February -- a fact which only raised my blood pressure by 400 points when I thought about how there are just 11 more months to achieve all the goals I set for myself this year.
As I contemplate that (and breath into a paper bag) I should take a piece of my advice which this project has been so good at teaching me: it's the little moments along the way that are important to live in. Eleven months is a short time, but within that time are infinite moments of interest and opportunities to try and try and try again.
Here are a few of those little moments from this week.