Walkabout
I hadn't gone out for lunch and my hands were freezing and I didn't have anything better to do, so I went for a walk. Not a long one, just 15 minutes. I let the traffic lights determine where I went - just picked a random direction, and then went in whichever way the walk signs were pointing.
I should do this more often. It was really kind of cool. I don't leave the building much during work hours, and I don't really have a good sense of the neighborhood. One of the things I love about New York is that you can find random little treasures anywhere. There's a tiny park with a waterfall two blocks away - it's where a small building must have been once. I saw a bunch of cute open air cafes, with lilies in square vases on the tables on the sidewalks. There's a bunch of restaurants I didn't know existed - French, Italian, Indian, Japanese, tapas. There's a bookstore nestled under my building that I never noticed because I never approach the building from that direction. It was sunny and there were people out walking and buying fruit from stands and setting up for the evening rush. Something's blooming - the air smells like flowers. It's easy to forget, in my hermetically sealed office building, that there's a neighborhood a few doors away.
I should do this more often. It was really kind of cool. I don't leave the building much during work hours, and I don't really have a good sense of the neighborhood. One of the things I love about New York is that you can find random little treasures anywhere. There's a tiny park with a waterfall two blocks away - it's where a small building must have been once. I saw a bunch of cute open air cafes, with lilies in square vases on the tables on the sidewalks. There's a bunch of restaurants I didn't know existed - French, Italian, Indian, Japanese, tapas. There's a bookstore nestled under my building that I never noticed because I never approach the building from that direction. It was sunny and there were people out walking and buying fruit from stands and setting up for the evening rush. Something's blooming - the air smells like flowers. It's easy to forget, in my hermetically sealed office building, that there's a neighborhood a few doors away.
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