I've been thinking a lot lately about what we affirm, and what we decline. I saw a friend this weekend and told her that I plan to cut back significantly on work, which also includes a volume of exhausting social outings. "You say that every year," she replied. Which is true, and she's known me longer than almost anyone in New York; we've been friends for most of this century. There's so much fear to confront though: what if I miss crucial opportunities? As a freelancer for nearly a decade, I make my living month-to-month. I'm making peace with the fear, slowly, and can accept it. I aim now for change in increments. Tomorrow I have a full day of deadlines and client concerns, and then a little dinner party to host. I'd like to do much more of the latter. It's a bright beginning.