Jet Lag Revisited

A life in permanent transit has its ups and downs. It's nice having two cities to love instead of just one, but you always miss the one you're not in.I no longer experience that tired-all-the-time feeling thankfully, because I've been doing this long enough to have adapted. But I notice that I'm generally a bit stupider for a few days after I've arrived somewhere. This isn't all bad. It's kind of like walking around a little bit drunk all the time. Today, for example, I got lost on my way to Random House, a place I've been to many times. I actually walked back and forth down Broadway between 56th and 58th three times before I realized where the building was. But it was a nice walk and I enjoyed the fresh air.Which brings me to the only piece of jet lag advice my slightly impaired brain is able to conjure at this moment in time:When arriving in a new time zone, get outside and walk a bit. The light and air will help you acclimatize to your new (if temporary) reality.That is all for today.