At the end of it all, I’m here because I like being here.
I’m here to talk to people. To read things I care about. To see beautiful photos. To be part of a wonderful community. To talk about the things I love, to share my thoughts, and some of what I’ve learned over the years.
But also to share the small pleasures of life: a good pizza, a tiramisu, a beautiful sunrise over the sea, or a quiet path through the trees.
There is already enough anger in the world.
Life is too short to spend it being angry all the time.