consistensea

"it is not our differences that divide us.  it is our inability to recognize, accept, and celebrate those differences." - audrey lorde

i don't really know where any of my food comes from.

i don't really know where william came from.

"distance makes the heart grow fonder"





something is always happening on the subway.

there is a man who stands everyday on the stairs into the franklin avenue subway station. i pass him on my way down every morning.  he always asks if i can spare any change, which i always can but never do. i wonder a couple of things about this man:

i wonder if anyone gives him any change, because i never do.

i wonder what time  he gets there in the morning, what time he leaves, and how he decides on these starting and ending points.

i wonder why he chooses to stand outside of that particular station, since most of us who live in this neighborhood do so because we don't have a lot of money.

i wonder where he sleeps.

i wonder what he buys himself to eat if comes up with enough.

i wonder if he is happy.

i wonder if he has any family.

i wonder what his childhood was like.

i wonder if he gets tired of repeating himself so many times in a day.

i wonder what he thinks about all the people who walk by without looking at him.

i wonder if he believes in reincarnation, and if he does, what he would like to be reincarnated as in his next life.

by then, i usually make it to the bottom of the stairs and start listening to the new beyonce album or reading 'the new yorker'.



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i kept running into customers today while they were sitting at their tables.  around the third time this happened, i gave up on my new dream of being an olympic luger--because the main thing you have to be good at for the luge is not running into things.