A note I wrote myself a little while ago- Yesterday I was doing the 49 in those neighborhoods north of Broadway at about 10am, and the light was so gentle, everything so calm but alive... I wondered if I was in heaven. Probably. I drove slower to savor the deep thrill, that feeling that you've been here before, or this reminds you of something of long ago, an earlier age, and you feel very present.
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