Lately I've been trying to enjoy the simple things. Taking a walk in the park, riding my bicycle under the Verrazano Bridge, or doing 20 minutes of Yoga while the sun is coming up. I love going to Central park and unexpectedly hearing the sound of jazz pouring out of a saxophone. I grew up in Brooklyn in the 80s, when it was common to see kids cooling off in the summer near the corner fire hydrant. Somehow I managed not to develop a Brooklyn accent...I think.