The Walk

I never left my house yesterday. Tonight I walked out into 2017 for the very first time. Found it fresh and wet. I breathed in deep thirsty for maximum life. Felt alive and optimistic. In with the now and make your light shine brightest to guide your path.

I walked past the subway and the food truck on the corner. I walked on taking pics of the night to capture the energy around me. A thousands words in one photo we believe. I might have captured a book then. I take photos for specific reasons. There’s always a purpose in my interactions. Without purpose we are lost in time.

I could have walked on forever but the rain got stronger. So I drifted up Liberty Avenue into the commercial area of my hood. The proverbial boutiques and generic stores doing their final hustle of the day. Food messengers on their bikes delivering dinners to hungry houses. Mobile phone people open till the street changes rhythm. They never stop selling. They’d sell minutes to God if they could.

The music in my headphones gave me balance as I walked. Was a perfect soundtrack to the kaleidoscopic undulating urban scenes around me. Felt like I was creating every move I made. In a way I was. I chose to come out for the walk. For a sliver of a moment I controlled my fate.