Abra Goes

on theatre, running, writing, and looking up

city in the clouds

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Manhattan reminded me of Homer’s floating island of Aeolia this morning. Riding over the Manhattan bridge on the N train, the sun already lit up a clear blue sky while a thick morning fog hovered over the city. From a distance, it looked like the city’s sky line had sprung from a cloud. As we drew closer, the city disappeared and, for a few seconds, this ride felt not like a commute to an office, but like an adventure into a massive unknown.

And I was weightless, optimistic, and excited for everything I am working towards.

The train pulled through the fog in time to for the colorful, rooftop graffiti framing a glimpse of China town before returning beneath the ground.

“It’s not easy living in NYC,” I mean that, equally facetious and genuine.

I need to carry a camera more.

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Written by abragoes

April 10, 2008 at 3:04 pm

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  1. I was in Atlantic City on Thursday morning, and same thing — so foggy you could barely see the buildings.

    Sorry I can’t run today — review assignments are calling, so I’m back in Jersey reading. Have a wonderful NYC day!

    Jen A. Miller

    April 12, 2008 at 1:55 pm


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