I’m on a business trip. It’s my first by myself. It’s actually my first real trip by myself. I’ve found I rather enjoy my own company. I’ve worked a long time to earn that feeling. It didn’t come naturally. I’m entirely to old to still be learning to be comfortable with myself. But better late than never. I’m in Philly. I’ve walked all over this city, often in heels. It’s beautiful. More so if the weather cooperates. I miss my family, after 5 days, but I’m not desperate to get back. Here, I’m just me. I’m not a wife or mother or daughter or aunt or sister or anything else. I’m just me. & that is an awesome thing.