Live to Love Mondays

Live to Love Mondays

 

As Monday morning sets in and the end of the weekend is replaced with finger cramps from the last 50 emails you might have sent, you lightly remind yourself that today is the best day of the week. Sunday reminded us that love is love …. and if you love what you do …. Monday mornings are the Christmas, the Hannukah, the Chinese New Year of days of the week.

But Monday work days eventually end and they turn into Monday work nights. As an urbanist in my true form, I can never just go home. New York City is my home, the room in which I dwell is simply a place to sleep, not live.

So exactly one week ago, at 8:39pm, I received a text… “come to Bryant Park.” Without question I got on the next train, but with the spotty wifi of the underground I didn’t know why I was heading to Bryant Park. But do you need a reason to go to Bryant Park?

I was greeted upon my exit of the subway with a crowd - still no wifi - and a hopeless search to find my friends in the sea of humans. BUT I was standing in front of Bryant Park’s HBO Summer Film Festival waiting to watch Ferris Bueller’s Day Off.

The park was packed. It was impossible not to step on someone and it was impossible not to talk to your neighbors. In the crazy sea of the city, in the crazy sea of this crowd… we all found each other.

Good public space, good parks serve to provide relief. In a city so dense, a little reprieve is always welcomed. Bryant Park is popular, even more so when they are screening a movie. So what is the reprieve we seek here, why do we all flock just to be jammed next to each other? Why don’t we just watch this movie in bed? Humans need other humans. We seek experience and connection.

*** if you happen to be in the city tonight and enjoy “East of Eden,” you know where to go ***

 
Taxi Taxi

Taxi Taxi

Bright Lights, City Nights

Bright Lights, City Nights