Today I came across this soothing shot, taken spring 2015 on 98th Street outside my Upper West Side apartment.
Without the restaurants, shows, and Fifth Avenue shops, what is New York City?
Without the downtown bookstores, film crews, quirky dives, coffee shops, and comedy clubs, what is New York City?
Without the tourism, the busy streets, the style, and the glamour, what is New York City?
New York City is humanity.
New York City is quiet days of reflection in the park. It’s sitting on a bench and watching the squirrels. It’s the creatives and the dreamers. It’s laughter and joy.
It’s clapping outside your window to honor the healthcare workers who have put their own health on the line.
New York City is coming together.
The best memories I have of my years in New York City weren’t the clothes I wore or the food I ate. It wasn’t the guys I dated or the celebrities I met. As much as I loved the entertainment and the opportunities, I also embraced the solitude; the anonymity combined with the feeling of never being alone.
The best memories were the moments I learned, grew, and connected- and shared stories with others who felt just as lost, broken, yet hopeful as I did.
Without the show, New York City is full of soul.
The show will eventually go on, but with a different tone. After this time of reflection, uncertainty, loss, and fear, there will also be growth. There will be realizations.
Humanity will come together again, and hopefully, we notice those bright lights and glittery scenes in a new, healthier way.