I come to you this Monday morning, March 13th from my recording studio in New York City, aka my favorite living room chair. I did not make it to Mexico because life threw a curve ball. I fell down on the pickleball court and fractured my wrist. I’m in a cast and sling, and I certainly can’t travel alone or drive.

Now, the initial shock has passed, and I’ve had some days to figure out what it is I can’t do like open jars and bottles, type, make necklaces. It’s difficult to put toothpaste on my toothbrush and to wash myself. I can’t get a coat on. You get it. I’m certainly making do and getting people in to help me, and the pain and shock have subsided.

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