Breathe in, breathe out. Breathe in, breathe out. Breathe in— Breathe out— One of my favorite places in New York City is the campus of the General Theological Seminary in Chelsea. As I walk down 21st street between 9th and 10th, the sound of the city is slowly muted. I arrive at its private entrance… Continue reading Quieting the noise
An (attempted) haiku: Eight in the morning, Body against body, ugh. Subway-sardine-can. I'm not sure where to look in a subway car. When it's crowded, I feel that the only safe place to stare is at the corner of the sliding doors or the corner of the window. Sometimes when staring into the window, you're… Continue reading Subway haikus
