A Moment (from New York)

I am walking in New York.

Somewhere near the Flatiron building. I have my camera with me. I am always walking. Always bewildered. I am always cold. I am always tired.

Always amazed.

I am alone. I know I am alone.

There are buildings around me as I cross the street. Searching for the Empire State Building. My hiking boots hit the pavement. I turn into a park. Take a photo. My eyes shining.

I adjust my bag. Cross the street.

Relive the moment. Breathe it in. Trace its contours in my mind.

Nothing else matters.


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