Bagpipes and Skateboards.
I left work today and did something that’s becoming a fond habit- walked through union square to watch all the skaters and bikers and racers and rollers.
I went to the not so crowded side and hopped up on the concrete ledge to relax with a ciggarette i had purchased from a man on the corner for 50 cents.
The mood was good, the breeze refreshing, and the neon pulsing. A man was playing ‘amazing grace’ on bagpipes and all the skateboarders rolled by.
Nobody payed attention to me and that was just the way i liked it.
everyday i have a moment of this feeling ‘MY GOD HOW DID I GET SO LUCKY TO LIVE IN THIS PLACE?’
I don’t know, but i’m glad i do.
