Vienna waits for you.

I’m thinking of the snow-capped Austrian Alps.

I’m thinking of the Danube.

I’m humming songs from the Sound of Music.

I’m picturing the baroque years.

I can almost hear Mozart’s Eine Kleine Nachtmusik in the background.

I can smell the delicious coffee and sachertortes, coupled with fluent German chatter.

I’m slowing down.

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I’m humming Billy Joel; he sings to me…