This isn’t my commute anymore…

This isn’t my commute anymore, but my next post prompted this: We were little humans, hidden on streets, overshadowed by tall buildings touching the sky. We swam through crowds crashing like waves, following stairs found in gaps in concrete, and dropped in and out of a whole world underground. We sprinted to trains, squeezed into […]

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….So many of my NYC memories survive in my heart.

So many of these memories involved an accomplice. We didn’t know the day we emptied our savings account that we’d empty it again and again, or that we’d sign multiple leases, and move again and again. All we knew was that this city brought strangers together in small spaces without many words needed in exchange. […]

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New York Isn’t a Place That Misses You…

New York isn’t a place that misses you. But it sure as hell welcomes you back like you never left. Time capsules do exist. They’re distinctive yellow cars scattered all over, waiting for the raise of your hand. They’re speeding up the FDR, flashing your memory film in your #window view… NYC Taxi (at FDR […]

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