Here’s a new thing – new to me anyway – about aging: I find that I am a hair less comfortable with a high level of confusion (read frenzy) in my personal and professional life. We’ve been traveling like crazy…almost all of it just for fun so one cannot complain. But it is lovely to have a week here in the hills to chill, write and loll about (and confirm my frantic travel and speaking etc plans for September and October). I don’t forget stuff or anything dramatic…just a slight sense of discomfort. I may try to keep a few “green zones” in my life…stretches of time without frenzy. Or, much more likely, I’ll get excited about the next thing and go for it. Thoughts?