Long days ahead. Meetings in the morning, flight to New York in the afternoon, dinner with a Client tonight, training day tomorrow, and then back to the airport for a flight home tomorrow evening.

I must approach days like these, one step at a time. A cup of coffee, a good meditation, a New York Times, Merton's Journals, a CD player, a handful of stately, meditative musical selections (Sigur Ros, the Donnie Darko Soundtrack).

These are tools to claim 'my space.'

The time is not my own. I must make the time my own.

I always enjoy New York, the city provides a real adrenaline kick. I hope to maintain a 'detached amusement.'

'Every body's talking at me, don't hear a word they're saying, only the echoes of my mind ...'