The City

The City

 

See this city? See these streets? See all the cities around the city?

I love this city. I love how big it is. I love walking everywhere. I love seeing all the people that come here. The people who have moved here and the people that are visiting. I love hearing all the languages - trying to distinguish the ones I know versus the ones I don't. I love meeting people from all over. I love working with people from Columbia, Greece, Germany, France, Italy, New Zealand and counting. Their lives, their voices, their culture all make me better. They expand my mind, they test me, they enlighten me, they inform me.

I do not know anything. I am one human, born in Texas with a diverse family trying to learn all I can. I want to know you, I don't need like lives, like minds, or like people. I have that - been there, seen that. But New York. New York is full of love. Love of all the people. In a city so tight, so dense and so accessible there is but no choice but to mix with people. You see people on the street, you work with them, and you talk to them at the coffee shop. At dinner the waiter will ask where you're from because he knows you most likely have emigrated here from somewhere else. You will ask where he is from. You connect. This city is for people. This city is for loving people and acceptance is the ultimate form of love. Accept your fellow human, love your fellow human.

 
NYC Looking Up

NYC Looking Up

Inside the Oasis

Inside the Oasis