In NYC this evening. Looking out the window of the Helmsley Hotel on 42nd Street, I am 38 floors above the barreling taxis and rushing cars. From up here, they move in a more measured pace, suggesting a faint order to this chaotic city. I can feel the energy, though, when I combine the traffic pacing below with the computer monitors blaring above in the building straight across, office workers still toiling on some project or task. At the same time, I am video chatting with Wendy, and I can see our dog in the background of her image feed; we can hear the sirens passing on the street below, accompaniment to the sound of our chatter. We are working together tonight before I head out to dinner with friends; dinner at nine, the day is not over yet.
This is life in the modern world, and as I shoot off this post, I am inspired.