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Serenity, in Manhattan?

This morning, I found myself at Central Park at 5:30AM to meet with several members of my team for an hour. Manhattan is so peaceful at this time.

Being the first to arrive was a stretch for me; the cab driver nervously let me off the side of 5th Ave, afraid I was going to enter the park, alone.

"Don't worry, Sir. I know better," I replied.

There are nice people in this world.

The air was so crisp. The birds were beginning to sing. The vibrant early risers were out jogging or walking in the park. "That's dedication," I thought to myself.

The rest of my team arrived. We were tired. We were connected. We were bold.

Serenity is something so often overlooked (especially in this City). In my experience, I find that it is crucial to my well-being to practice quietness in order to remain stress-free.

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