Before it’s Gone
If you have the good fortune of having brief but beautiful experiences in restaurants, be grateful. Be kind to those who serve you; if you want great, local restaurants, support them. A lot of blood, sweat, and tears go into restaurants, and without community support, these spaces can quickly vanish before you know it. I always feel a bit gutted when I see a closed sign over the windows of a restaurant that I enjoyed.
New York Feels Quiet
Anyone who's been to New York will tell you there is a constant dissonant clash of car horns, jackhammers, and the pained cries of ambulance sirens that echo down the streets. But as a visitor, I don’t feel the weight or connection to those sounds. These noises do not belong to me; they run off like rain trying to grip Teflon.
Train Station on Fire!
…Through the dark, I focused my eyes to make sure I saw correctly, and sure enough, a group of people had lit a fire on the station platform. It wasn't a massive bonfire, but it was big enough that I could see large arcs of flame from about 50 yards away. I quickly scanned the area to see if a security officer could respond and take action. There was none present.
Are You Happy? Part II
Am I in the right job?
Did I pick the right career?
Would it have been better had I moved to another city?
Did I make a mistake in turning down that opportunity?
If I could go back in time, what would I change?
How do I feel about these questions?