I am building islands. Islands of time. The weather this week makes it easy to get up early, take a shower and find yourself with one extra hour before you have to head to work. I am taking detours on my way, walk down some of my favorite streets in the neighborhood, cross bridges, enjoy the sun, the view. The people on the streets and the trains I take are in a rush, while I am calm, coffee in hand, listening to music. After getting off the train I cross another bridge and sit down by the river, looking at boats, drinking the first coffee, treasuring that moment for the rest of the day. It’s going to be a good one.