Tick, Tick, Bang

"There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven." Ecclesiastes 3:1

There are country folk who stay.

There are urban people who thrive.

There are city dwelling nature seekers who want the best of both worlds.

Not much is certain. But no one can live your life. And the days are short.

The second I arrived in Manhattan was the surest I've been in a long while.

And this is my time.

"A time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build, a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance, a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain, a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away, a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak, a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace." Ecclesiastes 3:2-8

Is this your time?