May 29, 2014
When I visited Carmel nine months ago, I immediately felt at home and thought, "I could live here." Back home in NYC, I researched rentals and found that I could afford to live there. Now the "there" is "here", and every morning when I wake up I pinch myself to see if I'm dreaming. Our place is so colorful and cute and cozy, just like the apartment back in NYC that I'm subletting. Even my cat is smiling, taking more luxurious naps, murmuring happier purrs, much like those that will come from me if I ever run into Doris Day.