Sitting on the bus when a small lady with an accent, approaches me and asks me for quarters. She is holding a 20 dollar bill in her hand. I ask her if she is needing the change for her ride. She says yes. I am perplexed that she has only $20, as most people have …
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A City Perk
..after a long rehearsal… had a hankerin’ and that is what is great about the City. One can pop into any one of a dozen restaurants within two blocks on 9th Avenue and take home your palate’s heart-desire.
OMG An Inbox Christmas
My absolutely perfect blog administrator, fixed it so the spam to the site is all herded together into what resembles in my mind a sheep pen. But at the same time this goodness was put in place, unbeknownst to me, my email from you all fell away. Today I discovered 40 commenting messages in my …
Such A Lovely Gesture
It’s snowing, that great, crumbly ski-perfect snow, not quite as cold as yesterday. As I walk toward the bus stop two blocks away, I’m thinking ‘should have brought an umbrella’. As I approach, to my delight, I see the bus already there and idling. When I board, the driver says, ‘Won’t be leaving for a …
How Our Actions Affect Those We Don’t Expect
Last night at 11:15 the buzzer to my apartment rang. That meant someone at the street level was wanting something. I could hear commotion, and so listened more intently to see if it might be a neighbor who forgot their outer door key. Living in a small apartment building, all of us are known to …
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Overheard
When I sat down, on the seat in front of her on the bus, she was speaking softly into her phone. Not intending to overhear….she says… I’m still at work.
The Pictures Tell the Truth
It is Cold! The puppy-mill dogs for sale for hundreds of dollars are out of the windows where they normally frolic in order to entice buyers to purchase. The windows now have signs hanging in them, asking you to come inside to play. No one is sleeping on the street, it is suicide to do …
There He Lay
on the bench that provides seating for those who purchase items to eat from the deli. Only he was prone. What caught my eye before I got to his prostrate figure was the policeman and the jogger talking with each other, intently. He on the bench was about 65-70, overweight, unshaven, and wearing one of …
The City Carries On..
… while my life veers all over the map. I have gone nowhere…just keeping it together along with everyone else.
The Sign Above Her Head Read:
“This seat is reserved for someone in a really good mood”. Oblivious to the sign but seated below it was a girl, laughing and talking on a cell phone. Pure coincidence, as beside her, one seat away from the poster sat a somber pensive girl. They could as easily have been switched.