I gave up a lot when I left my old place of business–the Flik chocolate chip cookies, my best work friend, a certain limited sense of home. But look what I gained: the ability to run home at lunch time, drop off a stack of books and yesterday’s lunch dishes, gobble down the remains of the quinoa salad from the fridge while catching a few minutes of Jim Gaffigan on the DVR (I love to laff), scratch the cat and change his food and water, grab the mail, run to the pharmacy to pick up the prescription that has been sitting there since June 9, and get back to my office in just a hair over an hour. Really, it’s just amazing. Plus, if you look down Washington Ave. from just off Eastern Parkway, the gathering storm clouds look like they’re about to gobble lower Manhattan, which is pretty cool too.