Day Off

I took my first day off in six months – maybe longer. The truth is I can no longer remember when the last time was. I like what I do, and I do it a lot. But sometimes you really need to sit in a cabin in the woods in front of a fire, resting your legs after a long hike, eating Haagen-Dazs and reading a Vogue magazine. It was the most indulgent thing I could think of, and it was fantastic.